These iconographic images of Cricket Sportswear having stopping power.
"The eyes of Doctor T. J. Eckleburg are blue and gigantic-their retinas are one yard high. They look out of no face but, instead, from a pair of enormous yellow spectacles which pass over a nonexistent nose….We were all irritable now with the fading ale and, aware of it, we drove for a while in silence. Then as Doctor T. J. Eckleburg's faded eyes came into sight down the road I remembered Gatsby's caution about gasoline."
Onward. Just in from Athens Georgia. And pretty much Gatsby’d out.
ADG, II
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ADG - Can you please scavage through your ample rucksack of cufflinks and retrieve a pair of Meyer Woldsheim links adorned with human molars or perhaps a set with a pair of incisors of a girl friend past? Have always wanted to see the practical visage of Fitzgerald's mesmerizing imagery. Thanks in advance!
ohhhh.... just got the numpty harry potter specs from wales, and unless you've got a really short head, they're not gonna work. yours anyway though.
There's an optometrist here in town that uses a similar image. My Gatsby moment. And then I remember the part it plays in the story and drive on. Not in a T&A shirt or a delightful white flannel suit.
ADG, the eyes of the world wide web are upon you.
We see, read, and appreciate you.
...and then there were five:
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My daughter wrote a high school English paper on just that billboard. Thanks for the memory:).
Beyond eye candy. (And from an utterly selfish perspective, precisely what I needed this afternoon.)
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Oh the lessons learned the hard way!! Read your latest post with keen intent, hung on every word and savored every comment. Thing is, I couldn’t get past your Gatsby quote . . . “The eyes of Doctor T. J. Eckleburg are blue and gigantic-their retinas are one yard high. They look out of no face but, instead, from a pair of enormous yellow spectacles which pass over a nonexistent nose” Kinda sounds like you but not – ha ha, the evil non-kinder/gentler side of me was rearing her not-so-kind face, it is after sundown) you get the gist. My tongue is also trying to say gracefully: ‘provocative profundities’ repeatedly without really botching it up. Today’s lessons have just plain worn me out and I feel the need for some strong elixir to revive me. Onward to the bar. At least you haven't donned a pink suit as per the movie, otherwise I'd confuse you with the pink elephants often in my frame of view. Love ya like family :)
Good post! I am going to use the word "jaunty" in a class tomorrow in honor of you. (In tittibhasana, you should lift your ass in a jaunty manner from the floor.) And I'll give myself extra points if I can somehow work in "old sport" in honor of Mr. Gatz. (Sorry, old sport, next time try to engage your bandhas.)
"old sport" was an insincere affectation so don't use that at Yoga. The intent of your classes is grounded in truth and goodness so don't taint it with "old sport"
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