In which Ruth almost but not quite outs herself

[rthstewart]

Been there, done that, got the turkey coma (and a search at 11:30 PM last night for a grocery store that was still open and had fresh turkeys to accommodate my swelling gust list.  Yes, I cooked 2 turkeys this year as my list went from 7 to 15). 

We have a tradition that everyone at the table must identify a book or movie that was moving, interesting, or memorable in some way.  Two years ago at Thanksgiving, I went on and on about Roald Dahl and the Irregulars in Jennet Conant's book (and TQSiT was the result).  Last year I blathered about the Kladstrup Wine and War book (which I used for Maenad of the Maquis).. 

This year, it was gay giraffes, same sex paired albatrosses, and Biological Exuberance  and that remarkable wikpedia entry.  Apparently I was hilarious and articulate.  But really my wine soaked guests had difficulty getting passed the "OMG GAY GIRAFFES?"  We were very loud.  Good thing the kids were watching Jurassic Park.  I consider myself a pretty dull person in real life.  It's pretty funny when the stories you tell about the fic you saw in a porn challenge involving Pepsi and Coke and John Major and QE2 are memorable enough that people remember them the following year. 

Happy Thanksgiving if you celebrate it.  If not, I hope you  had a lovely day.  I am grateful to all my imaginary friends.

Comments

[wellinghall.livejournal.com]

There's a Neville Shute novel where an American officer (sergeant?) goes into a shop and sees the assistant measuring out food. "Do you have to do that evey day?" "Day? This is for a week!"

[rthstewart.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much to both you and wellinghall for reviewing the bookshelves and cookbooks and such and for generously sharing your knowledge. It cracks me up to think of the two of you saying, oh look, an imaginary American person is writing fanfiction about things she knows nothing about has questions about Christmas in 1942.

In contrast, while, on the one hand, I did have a detailed and lovely conversation last night over Thanksgiving with a woman who works in bird conversation and energy policy about Laysan albatrosses (while everyone else was laughing at me about the same sex bonding in giraffes), no one in RL knows about the fanfic. I've hidden it behind psudos and such for nearly 20 years.

I've been lobbying for a family trip to the UK in the Spring rather than Rome -- "I want to go to Oxford." "Why?" "Errrr.... dinosaurs?"

Thank you again ever so much.

[wellinghall.livejournal.com]

You are most welcome! :-)

[adaese.livejournal.com]

Well, Rome has its fine points as well, I suppose.

Depends when you want to go - early spring Rome probably has the more pleasant climate, late spring Oxford is at its best. You don't want it too hot and sticky for serious sight-seeing, after all, do you?