1. The Great Pyramid of Giza
A gigantic stone structure near the ancient city of Memphis, serving as a tomb for the Egyptian Pharaoh Khufu.
2. The Hanging Gardens of Babylon
A palace with legendary gardens built on the banks of the Euphrates river by King Nebuchadnezzar II.
3. The Statue of Zeus at Olympia
An enormous statue of the Greek father of gods, carved by the great sculptor Pheidias.
4. The Temple of Artemis at Ephesus
A beautiful temple in Asia Minor erected in honor of the Greek goddess of hunting and wild nature
5. The Mausoleum at Halicarnassus
A fascinating tomb constructed for King Maussollos, Persian satrap of Caria
6. The Colossus of Rhodes
A colossus of Helios the sun-god, erected by the Greeks near the harbor of a Mediterranean Island
7. The Lighthouse of Alexandria
A lighthouse built by the Ptolemies on the island of Pharos off the coast of their capital city
8. Script Ohio
The greatest college football tradition errected by The Best Damn Band in Land in Buckeye country.
Oh, that I could dot that i. Let's Go Blue.
Mrs. P
Being from Grosse Pointe, Mrs. Tory is very keen on a victory for the Maize and Blue this weekend. Would it not be delightful if the National Championship were one of those splendid Midwest rivalries?
Posted by: Old Dominion Tory | November 16, 2006 at 07:51 AM
Yes it would be. But just as the attention of the national press was focused upon the showmanship of Lee and Jackson in Virginia while Grant and Sherman were laying the foundations for ultimate victory along the Mississippi, so our modern national press will look upon our laurel-laden Wolverines and say, "Oh yeah, those guys did ok. But what about...(insert another team from a trendier, flashier part of the country here)". Bitter? Maybe. It just seems that no one really wants to give our boys in blue their due.
Posted by: Mr. Peperium | November 16, 2006 at 08:15 AM
I always do, little boy blue...
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | November 16, 2006 at 08:20 AM
Old Dominion Tory, are you coming out this way this summer? I'm in early stages of planning the Patum Peperium Summer Tour.
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | November 16, 2006 at 08:35 AM
Why don't you just have The New Criterion come to Detroit?
Posted by: Card's wife | November 16, 2006 at 08:37 AM
Card's wife, you're up?
No one comes to Detroit. Maybe we could convince them to come to Stratford. Dianna Rigg is supposed to be there this year. Plus Stratford is home to WF Buckley's favorite restaurant. Maybe they'll bring the old pothead with them. I'd love to meet him.
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | November 16, 2006 at 08:42 AM
Dame Rigg? Fiendish will be there too...
Posted by: Card's wife | November 16, 2006 at 08:44 AM
Card's wife, why don't youguys forget the Grand Hotel and come to Maine? There will be llamas on the island next door and you and I can sneak over there at night and scare them...
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | November 16, 2006 at 08:46 AM
The cottage does not have internet so you and I will have to amuse ourselves in different ways...
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | November 16, 2006 at 08:50 AM
Card's wife, this is Duncan Hunter
http://www.house.gov/hunter/
We need to begin to pay attention to him for '08. He's a very minor player right now but you might enjoy the fact that his son is a Marine....
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | November 16, 2006 at 08:56 AM
We could be up for some llama tipping....
Posted by: Card's wife | November 16, 2006 at 09:09 AM
llama tipping?
Frosting the end of their hairs? Here were my options for "tip" as a verb at Dictionary.com:
6. to furnish with a tip.
7. to serve as or form the tip of.
8. to mark or adorn the tip of.
9. to remove the tip or stem of (berries or certain fruits or vegetables).
10. to frost the ends of (hair strands): I'm having my hair cut and tipped tomorrow.
Posted by: Fiendish | November 16, 2006 at 09:44 AM
Fiendish, you have confirmed beyond a reasonable doubt that you are indeed a city boy. Llama tipping is like cow tipping. You sneak up behind a sleeping llama and scare it so badly, it falls over.
However, since we love animals here at Patum Peperium, and we are older and more mature than we were in college, perhaps when in Maine we ought to play the city-version of llama tipping. Card's wife, can you dye hair? How about a Henna rinse?
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | November 16, 2006 at 09:57 AM
I don't know how but I suppose I can try.
Posted by: Card's wife | November 16, 2006 at 10:02 AM
That's the spirit. I bet my mother still has her old poodle clippers somewhere in the cottage. Can you do a mohawk?
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | November 16, 2006 at 10:05 AM
No, I can't do a mohawk.
Mrs. P, thanks for reminding me about Khaki's birthday. Happy Birthday Khaki!
Posted by: Card's wife | November 16, 2006 at 10:11 AM
I think Ohio State will do to Michigan what Sitting Bull did to that other man from Michigan, George Custer...
Posted by: Wg Cdr Sir Basil Seal, KG GCB GBE MC JP | November 16, 2006 at 10:14 AM
Custard?
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | November 16, 2006 at 10:18 AM
Ah, so you do know him...
Posted by: Wg Cdr Sir Basil Seal, KG GCB GBE MC JP | November 16, 2006 at 10:31 AM
old pothead?
Forgive me for being naive but is that true about WFB? Is that why they always have those legalize pot ads in the NR?
What next?
Posted by: mandingo | November 16, 2006 at 12:02 PM
Mandingo, every year NR will have one of its writers make the case for legalized pot. Many people are capable of smoking pot and not having it affect them too much. But millions more aren't. Especially if there is a history of the blood being off in the family.
I've been told by my Valentine - my national radio talk show host Valentine, not Mr. P - that WFBuckely is, for a lack of better term, a pothead.
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | November 16, 2006 at 12:52 PM
Card's wife, boy psycho struck again... I'm never going to make it through puberty....
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | November 16, 2006 at 03:37 PM
How is Boy Psycho?
Posted by: Card's wife | November 16, 2006 at 03:40 PM
Mrs. P, puberty? Aren't you closer to menopause?
Posted by: Card's wife | November 16, 2006 at 03:42 PM
Menopause is my middle name. When I went to the my doctor for my strep throat - he looked at me and said "You're really sick." I was shocked. I looked at him and said "Really? I just thought it was the early stages of menopause" He almost fell over laughing and said I had a few more years...
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | November 16, 2006 at 03:46 PM