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March 10, 2005

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Misspent

It took you this long to read Mansfield's piece in TNC? (I am conjecturing this is why you are referring to TR's manliness).

Quite frankly I don't have much time for TR, and I can't really explain it. Perhaps it is residual from my strangely preternatural anti-FDR feelings.

Also, I'd think that for a true "manly" close to the paragraph it should be re-written thusly:

"A bottle of Val Policella and a glass of fine Champagne and of ruby-coloured Alkermes for the lady is exactly suited to this kind of repast. If your wife accompanies you, make a good ending."

D. Rather

I almost choked. Here I sit drinking green tea and reading Mrs P's post. I guess I've lost out in the manliness sweepstakes.

I don't really think booze and big piles of fat and cholestrrol account for "something truly vital." I think they mostly just account for heart attacks. And so far as what's "been lost in the last century," I'm guessing about 50 pounds if you lay off those Teddy Roosevelt-style, artery-clogging
breakfasts.

Of course, to give up all that manliness and fat takes...well, courage.

Courage!

Your man, Dan

Mrs. Peperium

Misspent, our mail is routed through Detroit. We just got TNC 3 dyas ago. A lot of our Christmas catalogues came after Christmas. Brooks Brothers is now doing "curtesey calls" to customers in our town because the whole town wasn't recieving their bills in time. This is Detroit. This year's Superbowl host - sell your tickets now while they still have value. Dan, the fellows who wrote A VENETIAN breakfast were not advocating this for everyday fare -it was while in Venice and they qualify only certain gentlemen ate like this. The portions were much smaller than today's. It also would have been served at 11 am followed by tea at 4 and dinner at 8 then off to the theater at 10. But eating like this did give women busts and rumps. There are men who still prefer a little meat on a woman than the woman who eats rocket with sliced tomato and has lip and boob implants designed to make it look like she actually ingests food ocassionally.

Mrs. Peperium

Dan, if you drink wine with food it helps to keep all the arteries clean. But I'm not surprised being "the big game hunter" that a fruit smoothie and green tea satisfy you more.

D. Rather

You'd better watch it or I'll beat you up.

Mrs. Peperium

You better watch it. Mr. P has two sets of wrenches.

Marupa

Mr. P has guns. Watch out for him. Sometime he drink that stuff he make in the cellar and then take out the guns and sing song and wave them around.

You remember time he shoot hole in front of freezer and then pass out and vomit on Marupa's clean floor?

Courage!

Marupa

Mrs. Peperium

He shot a hole into the washing machine which in turn emptied its dirty water onto the dirty, not clean laundryroom floor.

Mr. Peperium

Stop this now. I have guns and wrenches and I know how to use them.

Andrew Cusack

This Venetian breakfast sounds intriguing but I'm afraid I've never been much of a fan of the aquatic when it comes to food. Sausages, toast, and orange juice are good enough for me. However, since I can't cook, most days a sugar doughring from Fisher & Donaldson on my way to class usually suffices.

And huzzah for TR. A very strong boo and hiss for FDR.

Marupa

Perhaps my work not appreciated. I think maybe I go to St. Andrews work for nice Mr. Cusack and have sugar doughrings, sausages and cosmopolitans for breakfast.

Have Mr. Quicquid polish silver meat dome.

Mrs. Peperium

Your bags are packed and the ticket is waiting for you at the Northwest counter. Bon Voyage Marupa.

Humble Marupa

Wait, hold on, Marupa think again. Not so fast.

I poor Bolivian imbecile. I think you should help me before I sent back and made slave of drug lords. I only try to help make world a place that better.

Look -- Marupa have discount Ralph Lauren store to help. Please think about my filet mignon bar at Somerset and on 5th Ave. Not to mention anything I can do (or drink) to help the poor.

Mr. Peperium

The ticket is non-refundable. Either it's Mr. Cusack or Monty. Your choice and we're counting the spoons.

Marupa

Perhaps Marupa go work for nice Senator Clinton. She be next president very soon. Marupa drink cosmopolitans all day in east wing and have staff of lazy white men (you know, like Mr P) to do work.

Andrew Cusack

I'm being forced to do ridiculous essays for 'Art and Piety in Western Europe 1400-1700' so I'm afraid Monty will have to suffice.

And Cosmopolitans? Ptahh!

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