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Friday, May 09, 2014
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P. S. to the Kraken! post: Be sure and read Scott Bailey's clerihews at Six Words for a Hat (post and comments.) I'm afraid that I challenged him to a Chernyshevsky clerihew. This came about because his posts about Henrik Pontoppidan seeped into my head, and so I wrote a clerihew about Henrik Pontoppidan the novelist's ancestor (I suppose), Erik Pontoppidan the bishop, who had an interesting connection to cephalopods. So I blamed the Pontoppidan clerihew on Scott, and then remembered he was now writing about Chernyshevsky. Tada! I think I deserve chocolate for spelling Chernyshevsky, Pontoppidan, and cephalopods correctly (or close enough) in one post.
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Alas, I must once again remind large numbers of Chinese salesmen and other worldwide peddlers that if they fall into the Gulf of Spam, they will be eaten by roaming Balrogs. The rest of you, lovers of grace, poetry, and horses (nod to Yeats--you do not have to be fond of horses), feel free to leave fascinating missives and curious arguments.
I like saying "Chernyshevsky" aloud; it's so thick and slow-moving. I don't so much like having to spell it. "Pontoppidan" is also a good word to say out loud. Hell, so is "cephalopod." Anyway, yes, chocs for you and thanks for the linkage! I had hoped for a minute that my blog would be flooded with competing Chernyshevsky clerihews. Alas.
ReplyDeleteProbably people flee when they see the word "clerihew."
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