Sunday, Sunday
There hasn't been too much to report recently. The Pope's funeral and Prince Charles's wedding both occurred, with the expected amount of fanfare. After a short bout of cold weather, London seems to be getting nicer again, which is fantastic news. London is truly amazing when the sun is shining. Yesterday I received three issues of The New Yorker which my dad kindly forwarded to me from home. I expect they will inspire some posts soon-to-come.
Speaking of The New Yorker, yesterday I was trying to explain to an English friend what exactly The New Yorker is all about. I had trouble getting past the sentence, "It's the best magazine on the face of the earth." I finally came up with something along the lines of, "It is a magazine filled with extremely well-written articles and pieces of literature (and combinations thereof) which offer interesting insights and perspectives relating to current events, the arts, and life in general." If anyone can come up with anything better, let me know.
Speaking of The New Yorker, yesterday I was trying to explain to an English friend what exactly The New Yorker is all about. I had trouble getting past the sentence, "It's the best magazine on the face of the earth." I finally came up with something along the lines of, "It is a magazine filled with extremely well-written articles and pieces of literature (and combinations thereof) which offer interesting insights and perspectives relating to current events, the arts, and life in general." If anyone can come up with anything better, let me know.

2 Comments:
"It's a magazine with the most terrible cartoons on the face of the Earth." How's that?
Duly noted, but I wholeheartedly disagree. Hah!
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