I was going to go to this…

But then I was like, ‘Nebraska is really far away.  And it’s so flat.  And there’s all that corn.  Plus, I’m kind of tired.  And there’s really a lot of stuff I should be doing around the house…’

Is this a sequel?

 

I’d like to think that the book on the left a sequel to the book on the right.  Also, I picture Modern Frenchmen as a volume filled entirely with photos of dudes in black turtlenecks and berets, smoking cigarettes and looking filled with ennui. Come to think of it, that’s actually how I picture the ten frenchmen of the nineteenth century as well, only in daguerreotype.

So…everyone then?

Really odd choice of font

This totally makes it seem like this should be the book for a Springtime For Hitler -esque musical about some crazy SS officers out on the town in Jersey.

Um…I really think we would have seen something about it on the news

Although I’m sure that CNN has graphics and a theme song ready to go…

As opposed to…?

I mean, the main ingredient is right there in the name of the drink. It’s practically a recipe.

Is that like a murder of crows?

Actually, the existence of terms of venery (collective nouns for groups of animals–you didn’t know that had a name, did you?) is one of my favorite things in the world. An unkindness of ravens. A parliament of owls. A piteousness of doves. A congregation of alligators. How can you not love such random poetic nomenclature?

So, how many angels in a rumor?