And whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things...
People get into a terrible state about how much the electronic imps of the internet spy on us.
It's true that being bombarded with advertisements for hotels in the city of Brighton (Hipster Capital of the World, apparently) was disconcerting when all I'd done is type in a query about Graham Greene's anti-hero Pinkie; but on the other hand it's rather encouraging to reflect upon how much the sprites of the internet get wrong.
The other day the internet auction company ebay sent me an email.
We found your favourite things, it said, and then tried to sell me an axe sharpener, a tape measure, a brick bolster (sorry, I've no idea what it does) a cordless drill, a spirit level, a camping cool box and a set of G clamps.
I have three observations:
1)who on earth does ebay think I am?
2) why does it think this?
3) how come Oscar Hammerstein managed to get so much closer?
But then I think we all know the answer to the last point.
There was considerable quantities of sanity, wisdom and genius involved.
Word To Use Today: favourite. The Latin favēre means to protect.