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ratatatastic · 19 days ago
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the epic highs and lows of pantrs hockey and what it does to a man in the span of two days
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riddlerosehearts · 10 days ago
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y'know when i first saw these storyboards it made me imagine an AU where maurice figured out that the beast never really got any love from his father and then the curse was broken by the power of familial/platonic love instead of romance. kind of like the emperor's new groove.
but the people reblogging and commenting on this post have some very interesting ideas too!
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"Be Our Guest" original draft storyboards vs final film (💖)
The song was originally written by Ashman and Menken to be sung by the enchanted objects to Maurice instead of Belle. However, story artist Bruce Woodside felt that the song would make more sense if it was sung to Belle, the main character, as opposed to secondary character Maurice, and directors Kirk Wise and Gary Trousdale agreed.
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milliondollarbaby87 · 29 days ago
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Pillow Talk (1959) Review
Jan Morrow an interior decorator must share a telephone line with playboy Brad Allen, and that creates a lot of tension when he then pretends to be a Texan to date her without her knowledge of his true identity. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Continue reading Pillow Talk (1959) Review
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rcmclachlan · 1 month ago
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okay, so if you’re not writing the aquarium scene in the 118/217 scheming fix-it (god i love this) can you at least share what mishap and or shenanigan gets them banned from the aquarium?? (since you mentioned it in the tags i assume you picked one!)
The aquarium is Christopher's idea, because getting Buck and Tommy back together is the one thing he and Eddie can talk about without it devolving into shouting or week-long silences that make Eddie want to put his fist through his living room wall.
So if plotting to interfere in the open bear trap that is his idiot friends' breakup gets him an hour of uninterrupted screen time with Chris three times a week? He'll meddle in a way that would make even his abuela say, "cariño, that's a little much." He'll change his legal middle name to el metiche.
"Buck used to take me to see the otters when I was younger; they're his favorite. But the exhibit has been closed for a year because they've been redoing it," Chris says, then texts him a link to the aquarium website. "The big reopening is next week. If someone asked Buck to take Jee-Yun, he wouldn't be suspicious."
"Chris, you're a genius," Eddie says, a little awed. His entire body aches to reach through the laptop screen and across state lines to pull his kid into a hug, but all he can do is sit on his hands and hope his face shows all the love he feels.
A small, but genuine grin unfurls on Chris's face. "That's not news, dad."
Eddie decides to take the aquarium idea to what Chimney keeps calling the weekly 118-217 Shadow Summit to see if the rest of the group thinks it holds water—no pun intended—and is extremely offended when Dana gives him a slow blink and says, "That's actually not bad. Who came up with it?"
"Is it that hard to believe it was my idea?"
"Very."
Dana presses the rim of her wine glass to the sly, crimson curve of her mouth. With her victory rolls, winged eyeliner, and tattoos, she looks like the winner of a car show pinup contest. She also looks like an evil queen out of an old school Disney movie. At least five people in their general vicinity look like they'd thank her if she force-fed them a poisoned apple or turned into a giant dragon.
Eddie reaches into the bowl of popcorn by his elbow and throws a handful of it at her. She just takes a sip of her wine and serenely lets the kernels bounce off her.
"Knock it off before I put you both in a time out." Lucy drains the dregs of her beer and says to Chimney, "Having Buckley take your kid is the perfect excuse—she's, what, two? Three?"
"Five," Chim says with the heartache of a man whose baby is almost old enough to rent a car. "As long as we don't tell my wife that Jee's playing the part of the cutest MacGuffin ever in this little plot, we should be good. But how do we get Tommy there?"
"Short of planting a bomb in the penguin tank, I can't think of a reason Mr. Nature Boy himself would ever voluntarily go." Hen roots around in the popcorn bowl for the kernels with the most butter. "Actually, he might be thrilled if we did that. I don't think he likes birds very much."
Dana lifts a brow. "I smell a story."
"Does it smell like KFC?" Chim pops a pretzel in his mouth and chews loudly, grinning. "Once we've adjourned the cabal for the evening, remind me to tell you about Maurice."
Eddie doesn't know Nico very well—he can't get a read on the guy to save his life—but the smug smirk he's sporting looks entirely out of place. Nico takes the last mozzarella stick off the platter they'd ordered to share and puts it between his teeth like a cigar. He looks like the world's lamest oil baron.
Eddie looks at Dana in askance. Wordlessly, she plucks a piece of popcorn out of her hair and throws it at him. It nails him right between the eyes.
"Let me handle Kinard," Nico says. "I'll get him there, no problem."
To his credit, Nico does get Tommy to the aquarium the day of the sea otter exhibit grand reopening. And thanks to Chimney planting Chris's idea in Buck's head at the start of their next shift, Buck does take Jee-Yun.
Unfortunately, their paths never cross, because while the penguin habitat doesn't explode, the sea jelly gallery does, completely flooding the first floor. When the aquarium is forced to evacuate everyone, Buck and Jee-Yun end up at the Chili's down the street, while Tommy ends up riding in an ambulance with an old woman who gets stung by a box jellyfish.
"I don't understand how this happened!" Lucy shouts, keeping her fingers on the ankle pulse of a man in the middle of an allergic reaction to a lilliputian jelly sting as Hen and Chim pump him full of epinephrine and then start administering compressions.
Eddie would help, but he's carrying three kids—two in his arms, one on his back—through shin-deep water to safety while attempting to dodge all the bluebottles floating on the surface. Dana glides past him to get the next group of kids waiting to be rescued, not a hair out of place. She looks like a fucking mermaid. He's gonna trip her the next time they pass each other.
Annoyed, Lucy casts around and then asks, "Has anyone seen Nico?"
Just in time for the man himself to sedately walk through the pandemonium, two bewildered penguins tucked under his arms like purses. He smiles brightly. "Hey, did Kinard pass through here, by any chance? Phase two of my plan is ready to go."
Eddie stares at him. "What was phase one?"
He never does find out what exactly phase one entailed, but it's enough to get them permanently banned from the aquarium for life.
"If you ask me, the punishment so does not fit the crime," Nico says, digging an elbow into Eddie's side as he jostles for room in the back of Athena's squad car.
Eddie says nothing. He's too busy mentally composing the short-answer portion of his application for the El Paso Fire Department, although, in the end, it doesn't matter. He completely forgets everything he plans on writing when Athena slides in, glances in the rearview mirror, and shouts, "Those better not be penguins in my back seat, Edmundo Diaz!"
He and Chris spend two hours talking about it during their next call, so Eddie calls it a win.
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fake-mouthstatic · 5 days ago
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@118dailydrabble, day 63. bucktommy, rated G.
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"You were scared of a crow?" Tommy asks, trying not to laugh.
"I wasn't scared," Chim splutters, gesturing indignantly with his beer, "I was… concerned."
Hen grins.
"He was scared."
"Well it was following me!" Chim says, trying to defend himself as the others laugh. "It was creepy!"
Tommy snorts into his beer.
"Might I remind you, Tommy," Bobby says, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, "about Maurice?"
"Oh my god, Maurice!" Hen says as Chim falls about laughing.
"That was different!" Tommy says, frowning. "He had a knife!"
Evan looks at him in confusion.
"Who's Maurice?"
"A chicken," Bobby replies, looking altogether too amused for Tommy's liking.
Evan smirks.
"Scared of a cock, huh?"
read the others here
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teddyreblogslotf · 7 months ago
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the series of polls on this blog is for a drawing series that will be posted to @mccall-me-maurice so follow up there!
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gaystuffgarbage · 9 months ago
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Dumb facts cause i'm bored:
Sonic is such an extrovert that he gets depressed if he doesn't have anyone to yap with for a day
Sonic's favorite music genre is 90's pop
Sonic's real name is Maurice, only his mom and Shadow (when he's angry with him) use it
Sonic's favorite colors are red and blue
Sonic's whole family has freckles, some just a few, some all over (Except for his dad, no idea where he is haven't thought about that enough. Dead? Perhaps.)
Sonic and Shadow huff and puff in their sleep
Sonic likes all the seasons, Summer is his favorite tho. Shadow loves Summer too but cannot stand Fall or Winter
Shadow is mostly vegetarian
Sonic can't cook and doesn't have the patience to learn, hence he always goes for take out or snacks
Sonic can't drive either. Too dangerous to even learn lol
Shadow loves karaoke
Sonic likes sweet drinks. Shadow sticks to mostly only beer, wine or whiskey
Sonic smokes sometimes (Gets the cigs from Shadow lmao)
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carrotcakecrumble · 2 years ago
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“What about my books?”
“Leave ‘em too.”
“I shan’t want them after hall?”
“Oh, I don’t know. Tea’s more important than hall. It stands to reason — well what are you giggling at? — that if we follow a dyke long enough we must come to a pub.”
“Why, they use it to water their beer!”
Maurice smote him on the ribs, and for ten minutes they played up amongst the trees, too silly for speech. Pensive again, they stood close together.
(THIS SCENE !!! THIS BOOK !!! THEM !!!)
(I tried to make it book accurate but I forgot what book accurate was so maybe it’s just me accurate but🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️anyway💅 Maurice is on the right, I gave him his little tash)
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mauricemetsfan · 4 months ago
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I think maurice needs a beer (but if we're talking butterfly maurice I guess he gets a really small beer instead)
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Cheers.
I've never had alcohol before!
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scotianostra · 6 months ago
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Happy 87th Birthday Ronald Grant Browne born 20th August 1937 in Edinburgh, Ronnie is a founder member of The Corries.
Born to John Albert 'Bertie' Browne, a truck driver, and Anne 'Nancy' Browne. He was raised in Edinburgh. Aside from singing, Browne's other abilities are painting, sketching and rugby, having once played as a winger for his secondary school Boroughmuir. He met Roy Williamson on the rugby field, as Williamson had played as a winger also for Boroughmuir's rivals Edinburgh Wanderers.
This led to meeting multi-instrumentalist Bill Smith at Edinburgh College of Art in 1955 and the formation of the Corrie Folk Trio in 1962. The group was expanded the following year with the addition of female singer Paddie Bell. Shortly after releasing three albums in 1965, Bell left to begin a solo career. With the departure of Smith, the following year, Browne and Williamson continued to perform as a duo now known as The Corries.
Browne and Williamson were regular performers on Scottish television shows and movies and in 1983 received an International Film and Television Festival gold award for their Scottish Television series, "The Corries & Other Folk". The 1996 film The Bruce features Browne's rendition of the Williamson-penned Flower of Scotland at the end. Browne appeared in the film playing the role of Maxwell The Minstrel.
Since Williamson's death in 1990, Browne continued to perform and record in the spirit of the Corries. He regularly led the singing of Flower of Scotland, de facto national anthem of Scotland, for the Scotland national rugby and football teams. During his performances, he was known to yell "COME ON!" to the audience during the opening line of the song he was singing and this has often been parodied by the BBC Hogmanay sketch show Only an Excuse?. As of 27 April 2015, Browne announced that due to emotional breakdowns during performances, he has put an end to singing in public.
Browne is now an accomplished portrait artist.
Browne met and fell in love with Patricia Elliott during secondary school, and the two married on 30 June 1959. Together they had two biological children: Gavin John and Lauren Anne Violet and one adopted son: Maurice Walter.
Gavin Browne is the eldest of the three, and has run The Corries Official Website since 1997.
Ronnie and Pat were married for 53 years until Pat died due to cancer in 2012.
Scotland the Brave Corries humourous version
Land o' the purple heather Land o' the dirty weather Land where the midges gather, Scotland The Brave Land o' the Pakistanis Andy Capp and Saturday sannies Land where they sell their grannies, Scotland The Brave Used to say in faither’s day You could hear the bagpipes play But now you hear the regal tones o' Elton John and The Rolling Stones Land that is full o' stinkers Wee fat Jews and VP drinkers Whisky put a lot o' stinkers into Scottish graves
Land that is full o' skivers Comic singers, deep sea divers Turbans on our bus condrivers, Scotland The Brave Land o' the brutal Bobbies Councilors wi' part-time jobbies Architects with paying hobbies, Scotland The Brave The tourists come here every year To see all our historic gear But all they see is loads o' navvies, high rise flats wi' concrete lavvies Land o' the artic' lorries Andy Stewart and the Corries Land where everybody borries, Scotland The Brave
Land o' the kilt and sporan Underneath there's nothin' worn!How I wish the wind was warm! Scotland The Brave I must admit it's pretty gruesome Walking about wi' your frozen twosome! It's all we've got - we mustn't lose 'em - Scotland The Brave Conservatives try to assure us Labour's hard-put to endure us The Kirk puts curbs on our enjoyment, government makes unemployment Never mind the day is near When independence will be here! We’ll drink a toast in younger’s beer to Scotland The Brave!
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brookstonalmanac · 2 months ago
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Birthdays 12.1
Beer Birthdays
William Krug (1857)
Randy Mosher (1952)
RJ Trent (1968)
Susan Boyle
Five Favorite Birthdays
Morris; Belgian cartoonist (1923)
Mary Martin; actress and singer (1913)
Jeremy Northam; actor (1961)
Jaco Pastorius; jazz bassist (1951)
Richard Pryor; comedian, actor (1940)
Famous Birthdays
Andrew Adamson; New Zealand film director (1966)
Woody Allen; comedian, writer, film director (1935)
Carol Alt; model. actor (1960)
Micheline Bernardini; French dancer and model (1927)
Eric Bloom; rock guitarist (1944)
Jan Brett; author and illustrator (1949)
Candace Bushnell; writer (1958)
Richard Carrier; author (1969)
Billy Childish; English singer-songwriter, guitarist, and painter (1959)
Jonathan Coulton; singer-songwriter and guitarist (1970)
Julee Cruise; singer-songwriter, musician, and actress (1956)
John Densmore; rock drummer (1945)
David Doyle; actor (1929)
Étienne Maurice Falconet; French sculptor (1716)
Matt Fraction; comic book writer (1975)
Steve Gibb; singer-songwriter and guitarist (1973)
Sophie Guillemin; French actress (1977)
Judith Hackitt; English chemist (1954)
Annette Haven; adult actress (1954)
DeSean Jackson; football player (1986)
Tahar Ben Jelloun; Moroccan author and poet (1944)
Jonathan Katz; comedian and actor (1946)
Clark Kent; fictional character, Superman
Richard Keith; actor and drummer (1950)
Martin Klaproth; German chemist (1743)
Zoë Kravitz; actress, singer, and model (1988)
Jerry Lawson; electronic engineer and inventor (1940)
Jimmy Lyons; saxophonist (1931)
Emily McLaughlin; actress (1928)
Bette Midler; actor, singer (1945)
Bart Millard; singer-songwriter (1972)
Julia A. Moore; poet (1847)
Emily Mortimer; actor (1971)
Sandy Nelson; rock drummer (1938)
Jim Nesbitt; singer-songwriter and guitarist (1931)
Eligiusz Niewiadomski; Polish painter (1869)
Gilbert O'Sullivan; pop singer (1946)
Isaiah "Ikey" Owens; keyboard player (1975)
Billy Paul; soul singer (1934)
Chris Poland; guitarist and songwriter (1957)
Chanel Preston; porn actress (1985)
Lou Rawls; singer (1933)
Martin Rodbell; scientist (1925)
John Schlimm; writer (1971)
Karl Schmidt-Rottluff; German painter (1884)
Dick Shawn; comedian, actor (1923)
Sarah Silverman; comedian, actor (1970)
Rex Stout; English writer (1886)
Robert Symonds; actor (1926)
Malachi Throne; actor (1928)
Charlene Tilton; actor (1958)
Lee Trevino; golfer (1939)
Jane Turner; Australian actress (1960)
Marie Tussaud; wax modeler-maker (1761)
Mihály Vörösmarty; Hungarian poet (1800)
Treat Williams; actor (1951)
Vesta Williams; singer-songwriter and actress (1957)
Minoru Yamasaki; architect (1912)
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ratatatastic · 3 months ago
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"This is your third time here. Picked up any Finnish?" "No, no. I should from probably Niko Mikkola. I'm pretty sure he's swearing at me when he comes to the bench. It may not always be me, but I'm pretty sure he's swearing. Nobody's really sure but the other Finnish guys are laughing, so that's the only thing I know. That's as close as I can get to it."
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"And to follow up on Niko Mikkola...his sense of humour with him, like, maybe—lot of people don't talk—like, last night he was like, you know, he "woke Bobby up," or whatever. "Good thing Bob was awake—"
"He's a great personality and I've said this kinda during the year. And we've, you know, I mean we're always—...I was gonna say, "It'd be great if you guys could spend a lot of time with him," but then we spend a lot of time trying to make sure you guys don't spend too much time with our guys, so, there goes—so, forget that! But, he is an incredibly interesting guy. What's great is when he's coming to the bench... if there's something that's broken down, and I'm not sure if he's screaming in Finnish or it's in English, but it is funny as hell! And it's consistent. So, he plays really high-energy level. A lot of times these kinda big, lanky guys are... you don't really think they're moving that fast, but they are! He looks like he's getting across the ice, and, you know, he competes hard. That's what we like the most of him, but he talks at a high-energy level, too, on the bench. And that's great, right? We have some quiet players on our bench, and that's fine, that's who they are. But, those guys like Mikkola, who's got—nobody knows—Well there's four other Finnish guys knowing what he's saying, but nobody else knows what he's saying.
paul loves all his rascals and it is a joy to hear his takes on them its mikksys turn now!
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also if you want to see the moment mikksy is talking about in the interviews linked above because it is genuinely bonkers 10 or so seconds of hockey: here it is
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brookston · 4 months ago
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Holidays 10.19
Holidays
All-Ukrainian Day of Human Responsibility (Ukraine)
Change Your Life Day
Dress Like a Dork Day
Durin’s Day (The Hobbit) [Original Date]
Evaluate Your Life Day
Feast of the Wicked Scam
Freedom to Read Day of Action
Global Niemann-Pick Disease Awareness Day
Imagine a Day Without Water
International Day of Cathedrals
International Day of Service for Kappa Alpha Theta
International Freelancer Day
International Human Rights Day (Turks and Caicos Islands)
International Ska Day
Lawyer’s Day (Moldova)
LGBT Center Awareness Day
Make A Scarecrow Day
Maurice Bishop Day (Grenada)
Mother Theresa Day (Albania)
National Clapping Cheeks Day
National Clean Your Virtual Desktop Day
National Day of Remembrance for Steadfast Clergy (Poland)
National Friendzone Day
National Heroes Day (Grenada)
National Jared Day
National Kentucky Day
National Kiss Your Crush Day
National Payton Summons Day
National Psoriatic Arthritis Awareness Day (Canada)
National Thalassemia Day (UK)
New Friends Day [also 1.19; 7.19]
Oxfordshire Day (UK)
Peruvian-African Friendship Day (Peru)
Rainforest Day
Rescuer Day (Kazakhstan)
Samora Machel Day (Mozambique)
Technology Day (Thailand)
Tomato Day (French Republic)
Women Without Children Day
World Bioethics Day
World Breast Cancer Day (Colombia, Mexico, Peru, Spain)
World Day Against Breast Cancer
World E-Sports Day
World Humanitarian Action Day
World Pediatric Bone and Joint Day
World Slotting Day
World Vagina Day
Yabusame Festival (Koyama, Japan)
Yorktown Day
Food & Drink Celebrations
Greasy Spoon Day
International Gin and Tonic Day
National Seafood Bisque Day
Independence & Related Days
Constitution Day (New Zealand, Niue)
Ikonia (Declared; 2018) [unrecognized]
Niue (1974)
3rd Saturday in October
Bridge Day (West Virginia) [3rd Saturday]
Frabjous Day [3rd Saturday]
Home Movie Day [3rd Saturday]
I Love Yarn Day [3rd Saturday]
International Archeology Day [3rd Saturday]
International Independent Video Store Day [3rd Saturday]
International Repair Day [3rd Saturday]
International Sloth Day [3rd Saturday]
National Bridge Day [3rd Saturday]
National Fetch Day [3rd Saturday]
National Harp Day (Ireland) [3rd Saturday]
National Mover Over Day [3rd Saturday]
National Paint Your Own Pottery Day [3rd Saturday]
National Slow Down Day [3rd Saturday]
National Surfing Day (Costa Rica) [3rd Saturday]
National Whole Hog Barbecue Day [3rd Saturday]
O. Henry Pun-Off World Championships [3rd Saturday]
Raw Milk Cheese Appreciation Day [3rd Saturday]
Sandwich Saturday [Every Saturday]
Sharing Economy Saturday [3rd Saturday]
Six For Saturday [Every Saturday]
Spaghetti Saturday [Every Saturday]
Sweetest Day [3rd Saturday]
World Singing Day [3rd Saturday]
Weekly Holidays beginning October 19 (2nd Full Week of October)
Finno-Ugrian Days (Hõimupäev; Estonia)
Festivals Beginning October 19, 2024
Apple Butter Festival (Lansing, Michigan) [thru 10.20]
Apple Dumpling Festival (Stuart, Virginia)
Apple Harvest Festival (Waynesville, North Carolina)
Borrego Days Desert Festival (San Diego, California) [thru 10.20]
Bowen’s Wharf Seafood Festival (Newport, Rhode Island) [thru 10.20]
Chatsworth Cranberry Festival (Chatsworth, New Jersey) [thru 10.20]
Chili Cookoff (Fort Pierce, Florida)
Cleveland Apple Festival (Cleveland, Tennessee) [thru 10.20]
Cochran-Bleckley Country Fest (Cochran, Georgia)
Conecuh Sausage Festival (Evergreen, Alabama)
Dairyville Orchard Festival (Los Molinos, California)
Deep Roots Festival XX (Milledgeville, Georgia)
Dessert Wars (Charlotte, North Carolina)
Detroit Fall Beer Festival (Detroit, Michigan)
Elkhorn's Oktoberfest (Elkhorn, Wisconsin)
Fall Harvest Festival (Mount Vernon, Virginia) [thru 10.20]
Gainesville Chicken Festival Chicken Cook-Off (Gainesville, Georgia)
Half Moon Bay Art & Pumpkin Festival (Half Moon Bay, California)
Herb Market (San Antonio, Texas)
Holy Trinity Heritage Food Fair (Baltimore, Maryland) [thru 10.20]
Hop N Hog Culpeper Block Party & BBQ Competition (Culpeper, Virginia)
Kenmare GooseFest (Kenmare, North Dakota) [thru 10.24]
Loris Bog-Off Festival (Loris, South Carolina)
Macomb County HarvestFest (Sterling Heights, Michigan) [thru 10.20]
Marunada Chestnut Festival (Dobreć, Croatia) [thru 10.20]
Missouri Chestnut Roast Festival (New Franklin, Missouri)
Mystic Apple Festival (Mystic, Connecticut) [thru 10.20]
NC Fall Liver Mush Festival: Mush, Music & Mutts (Shelby, North Carolina)
New York Empanada Festival (Newburgh, New York)
North Carolina Oyster Festival (Ocean Isle Beach, North Carolina) [thru 10.20]
NYS Sheep & Wool Festival (Rhinebeck, New York) [thru 10.20]
Oktoberfest (Campbell, California) [thru 10.20]
Outer Banks Seafood Festival (Nag's Head, North Carolina)
Pumpkinfest (Franklin, North Carolina)
Return of the Salmon Festival (Anderson, California)
San Diego Spirits Festival (San Diego, California)
Santa Barbara Vintners Festival (Solvang, California)
Seafood Festival (Cedar Key, Florida) [thru 10.20]
Springville Apple Festival (Springville, California)
Taco Fest (Scottsdale, Arizona)
Taste of Soul (Los Angeles, California)
Taylorsville Apple Festival (Taylorsville, North Carolina)
Tennessee Beer, Wine & Shine Festival (Nashville, Tennessee)
Town Point Virginia Wine Festival (Norfolk, Virginia) [thru 10.20]
U.S. National Oyster Festival in St. Mary’s County (St. Mary's County, Maryland) [thru 10.20]
Vimoutiers Apple Festival (Vimoutiers, France) [thru 10.20]
Wellfleet Oysterfest (Wellfleet, Massachusetts) [thru 10.20]
Westy Fest (Westminster, Colorado)
Whiskey Wine & Fire (Timonium, Maryland)
Yadkin Valley Grape Festival (Yadkinville, North Carolina)
Feast Days
Aaron (Coptic Orthodox Church of Alexandria)
Aquilinus of Évreux (Christian; Saint)
Armilustrium (Ancient Roman Festival of Mars)
Barbarella Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)
Bettara Ichi (Pickle Market a.k.a. Sticky-Sticky Fair; Ebisu Shrine, Tokyo, Japan)
Carista: Day of Peace in the Family (Pagan)
Desiderius (Didier) of Auxerre (Christian; Saint)
Diderot (Positivist; Saint)
Emma Bell Miles (Artology)
Ethbin (a.k.a. Egbin; Christian; Saint)
Frideswide (Christian; Saint)
Giorgio Cavazzano (Artology)
Henry Martyn (Anglican Communion)
Isaac Jogues, Jean de Brébeuf, and Companions (Christian; Saints)
Jerzy Popiełuszko (Christian; Blessed)
John le Carré (Writerism)
Paul of the Cross (Christian; Saint)
Peter Max (Artology)
Peter of Alcantara (Christian; Saint)
Philip Pullman (Writerism)
Pierre Alechinsky (Artology)
Prides (Christian; Saint)
Ptolemaeus and Lucius (Christian; Saint)
Rene Goupil (Christian; Saint)
Seek the King Week (Shamanism)
Theodoros Vryzakis (Artology)
Travel Poobah (Muppetism)
Try Not To Die Day (Pastafarian)
Umberto Boccioni (Artology)
Varus (Christian; Saint)
Veranus of Cavaillon (Christian; Saint)
William Carey (Episcopal Church)
Lucky & Unlucky Days
Sensho (先勝 Japan) [Good luck in the morning, bad luck in the afternoon.]
Umu Limnu (Evil Day; Babylonian Calendar; 48 of 60)
Premieres
Angels in the Outfield (Film; 1951)
Antipop, by Primus (Album; 1999)
Believe, by Cher (Song; 1999)
The Boys Bounce Back or Springtime in the Rocky (Rocky & Bullwinkle Cartoon, S6, Ep. 312; 1964)
A Chorus Line (Broadway Musical; 1975)
Clerks (Film; 1994)
Counterparts, by Rush (Album; 1993)
Damn the Torpedoes, by Tom Petty (Album; 1979)
The Enchanter, by Vladimir Nabokov (Short Story; 1986) [published posthumously]
Fahrenheit 451, by Ray Bradbury (Novel; 1953)
Fried Chicken (Terrytoons Cartoon; 1930)
The Gay Divorcee (Film; 1934)
Honeyland (Ub Iwerks Happy Harmonies MGM Cartoon; 1935)
Hound for Pound (Noveltoons Cartoon; 1963)
Injustice (Animated Film; 2021)
I Second That Emotion, by Smokey Robinson and the Miracles (Song; 1967)
Le Belle Sauvage, by Philip Pullman (Novel; 2017) [The Book of Dust Trilogy #1]
Let’s Stalk Spinach (Fleischer/Famous Popeye Cartoon; 1951)
Looking for Mr. Goodbar (Film; 1977)
Mr. Smith Goes to Washington (Film; 1939)
Mucho Loma, Part 1 (Rocky & Bullwinkle Cartoon, S6, Ep. 311; 1964)
Mulholland Drive (Film; 2001)
Mylo Xyloto, by Coldplay (Album; 2011)
Pin Ups, by David Bowie (Album; 1973)
The Planet Mouseola (Noveltoons Cartoon; 1960)
Prince, by Prince (Album; 1979)
The Razor’s Edge (Film; 1984)
Riding in Cars with Boys (Film; 2001)
Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree, recorded by Brenda Lee (Song; 1958)
Sir Irving and James (Noveltoons Cartoon; 1956)
Stop Making Sense, by Talking Heads (Film; 1984)
Take On Me, by A-ha (Song; 1985)
Tally-Hokum (Noveltoons Cartoon; 1965)
Tannhäuser, by Richard Wagner (Opera; 1845)
A Tiger’s Tail (Noveltoons Cartoon; 1964)
Turtle Scoop (Noveltoons Cartoon; 1961)
Vs., by Pearl Jam (Album; 1993)
Waking Life (Animated Film; 2001)
Watership Down (US Animated Film; 1978)
Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M., by Simon & Garfunkel (Album; 1963)
Who’s Who in the Jungle (Terrytoons Cartoon; 1945)
Yule Laff (Noveltoons Cartoon; 1962)
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Today is Also…
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Moon: 92%: Waning Gibbous
Positivist: 13 Descartes (11th Month) [George Leroy / Cabanis]
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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 9 months ago
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THE 12 MOST UNFORGETTABLE DESCRIPTIONS OF FOOD IN LITERATURE
Haruki Murakami’s stir fry, Maurice Sendak’s chicken soup with rice—only the most gifted writers have made meals on the page worth remembering.
By Adrienne LaFrance for The Atlantic
In literature, references to eating tend to be either symbolic or utilitarian. Food can indicate status or milieu (think about all those references to Dorsia in American Psycho), or it can move the plot forward (Rabbit Angstrom’s peanut-brittle habit in John Updike’s final Rabbit book). Even in the hands of the greats, food scenes can seem less than central to a story, more filler or filigree than substance. There are exceptions, however—moments in which food unlocks a higher story form. Here are 12 of my favorites.
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In addition to having one of the best opening lines of any novel ever, “The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle”contains some of the most memorable meals in all of literature. In a novel that is all surreality, darkness, and rabbit holes, Murakami’s simple descriptions of sustenance have an almost metronomic quality—the only thing anchoring the story to reality as it slips away from its main character, Toru—while setting the tempo for a strange, unfolding mystery:
“At noon I had lunch and went to the supermarket. There I bought food for dinner and, from a sale table, bought detergent, tissues, and toilet paper. At home again, I made preparations for dinner and lay down on the sofa with a book, waiting for Kumiko to come home … Not that I had any great feast in mind: I would be stir frying thin slices of beef, onions, green peppers, and bean sprouts with a little salt, pepper, soy sauce, and a splash of beer—a recipe from my single days. The rice was done, the miso soup was warm, and the vegetables were all sliced and arranged in separate piles in a large dish, ready for the wok.”
Such scenes show up repeatedly in Murakami’s work. Every time, the effect is somehow both mouthwatering and unnerving. Note the simplicity of the menu, the methodical preparation, the sense of time and of waiting. Murakami’s descriptions of food do exactly what his novels do best—they take the mundane and make it somehow magical, take the real and warp it into a dream.
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“Under the Jaguar Sun,” by Italo Calvino
Calvino’s particular skill is his dreamer’s eye, his ability to make stories of incredible lightness out of a too-complicated world. In “Under the Jaguar Sun,” a collection of three short stories that engage the senses, he describes the act of cooking as “the handing down of an intricate, precise lore.” Each dish can be a kind of story that reflects the person who eats it—one that attaches a meal to the ancestral. (Anyone who has tried to interpret her Italian grandmother’s handwritten recipes will see the humor and the profundity in this kind of bequeathed knowledge.) Calvino writes, too, of food’s unique ability to capture a moment in time. In one scene, he describes a couple sharing a meal in an orange grove in Tepotzotlán, Mexico:
“We had eaten a tamal de elote—a fine semolina of sweet corn, that is, with ground pork and very hot pepper, all steamed in a bit of corn-husk—and then chiles en nogada, which were reddish brown, somewhat wrinkled little peppers, swimming in a walnut sauce whose harshness and bitter aftertaste were downed in a creamy, sweetish surrender.”
With mesmerizing style, Calvino captures the way a perfectly prepared dish can, for an instant, become the very center of the universe, the way a meal between two people can hang suspended in an everlasting present.
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“I Remember Nothing: And Other Reflections,” by Nora Ephron
One of the most durable things about Ephron, a decade after her death, is how easily brilliance seemed to come to her. That same sense of ease is apparent in her appetizing description of a ricotta pancake, from the collection “I Remember Nothing.”The recipe materializes unexpectedly at the end of a charming essay about the cultural meaning of Teflon, and it conveys just enough whimsy to inspire the reader to give it a go:
“I loved the no-carb ricotta pancake I invented last year, which can be cooked only on Teflon … Beat one egg, add one-third cup fresh whole-milk ricotta, and whisk together. Heat up a Teflon pan until carcinogenic gas is released into the air. Spoon tablespoons of batter into the frying pan and cook about two minutes on one side, until brown. Carefully flip. Cook for another minute to brown the other side. Eat with jam, if you don’t care about carbs, or just eat unadorned. Serves one.”
A few easy ingredients! A casual flip! Serves one! Ephron delightfully blends creativity and sophistication. Only real grown-ups are out there inventing new kinds of pancakes from things like ricotta, obviously. The truth is (I’m sorry, Nora) that this pancake is not actually very tasty, at least not when I tried making it. But she loved it, and that’s all that matters.
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“Chicken Soup With Rice: A Book of Months,” by Maurice Sendak
Please tell me that you know of Sendak’s Nutshell Library, a tiny four-volume set, each roughly the size of a deck of cards, first published in 1962 and made in every way for the eager hands of early childhood. When I was very small, I treated my beloved copy—which remains in arm’s reach on my desk now—with something like religious fascination. Each book is a banquet of mischief and reverie. Picking Pierre as a favorite meal in literature—as you may recall, Pierre, the boy who doesn’t care, is eaten by a lion—would probably be more Sendakian, but to me, nothing can surpass “Chicken Soup With Rice.” This book of simple nursery rhymes takes readers through the months of the year, each one attached to a verse about the pleasures of eating chicken soup with rice in locales across the globe (“far-off Spain,” “old Bombay”) and ever more extreme conditions (the bottom of the ocean, a literal robin’s nest). The singsong, paired with darling illustrations and Sendak’s devil-may-care attitude winking from every page, is forever-enchanting stuff. I couldn’t possibly pick just one, but here’s September:
In September for a while I will ride a crocodile down the chicken soupy Nile. Paddle once paddle twice paddle chicken soup with rice.
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“Swann’s Way,” by Marcel Proust
You were expecting this one, I know. The madeleine in “Swann’s Way” is so indelible, that, I will confess, I avoid eating them entirely, because a real madeleine would only ruin my memory of the memory described by Proust. On a winter day, the narrator comes home to his mother, who offers him tea and one of the “short, plump little cakes” called “petites madeleines”:
“Mechanically, weary after a dull day with the prospect of a depressing morrow, I raised to my lips a spoonful of the tea in which I had soaked a morsel of the cake. No sooner had the warm liquid, and the crumbs with it, touched my palate than a shudder ran through my whole body, and I stopped, intent upon the extraordinary changes that were taking place. An exquisite pleasure had invaded my senses, but individual, detached, with no suggestion of its origin. And at once the vicissitudes of life had become indifferent to me, its disasters innocuous, its brevity illusory … I had ceased now to feel mediocre, accidental, mortal. Whence could it have come to me, this all-powerful joy?
Years after first reading “In Search of Lost Time,” I’m sometimes transported involuntarily to this moment—the minutes slow, my senses heighten, and I feel overwhelmed with gratitude that if you look at it just right, all of life’s pleasures can be found swirling in a cup of tea.
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“Revenge of the Lawn,” by Richard Brautigan
“Revenge of the Lawn” contains, quite possibly, the most fully realized post-breakup scene of any collection of words I have ever read. A pot of instant coffee comes to serve both as a pretense for an invitation into a former lover’s apartment and a deathblow—the simultaneous familiarity and discomfort of being around a person you once knew so well. In the scene, Brautigan describes the stretchy quality of time after he persuades his ex to have coffee with him:
“I knew that it would take a year before the water started to boil. It was now October and there was too much water in the pan … I threw half the water into the sink. The water would boil faster now. It would take only six months. The house was quiet. I looked out at the back porch. There were sacks of garbage there. I stared at the garbage and tried to figure out what she had been eating lately by studying the containers and peelings and stuff. I couldn’t tell a thing. It was now March. The water started to boil. I was pleased by this.”
Or, as Brautigan put it elsewhere in the story: “Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords.”
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“Goodbye, Columbus,” by Philip Roth
Food, like sex, is everywhere in Roth’s work—sometimes inextricably. But let’s put aside the liver in “Portnoy’s Complaint,” the BLT in “American Pastoral,”all that Tiptree strawberry jam. Roth’s descriptions of food aren’t just prurient. They’re also wildly vivid, often preoccupied with class and abundance, and vehicles for the expression of his characters’ desires and resentments. In the novella “Goodbye, Columbus,” the protagonist opens the door of an old-fashioned refrigerator—actually, the second fridge in the home of his affluent summer fling—and discovers that it is overfilled with dripping, fresh, fragrant, expensive fruit:
“Shelves swelled with it, every color, every texture, and hidden within, every kind of pit. There were greengage plums, black plums, red plums, apricots, nectarines, peaches, long horns of grapes, black, yellow, red, and cherries, cherries flowing out of boxes and staining everything scarlet … I grabbed a handful of cherries and then a nectarine, and I bit right down to its pit.”
The bite, after the luxuriant description, is defiant, almost sacrilegious—perhaps his way of crossing an invisible line.
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“Harriet the Spy,” by Louise Fitzhugh
No hero in literature is quite like Harriet M. Welsch—daring, terrible, perfect Harriet—who, by the way, took a tomato sandwich to school every day for five years. Fitzhugh’s descriptions of the sandwiches are not themselves memorable. (Each one is the same, after all.) But that simple sameness—not just the meal itself but also Harriet’s total commitment to it—makes these tomato sandwiches unforgettable. Harriet, while spying one day, encounters Little Joe Curry, the delivery boy for an Upper East Side bodega:
“Harriet peeked in. He was sitting there now, when he should have been working, eating a pound of cheese. Next to him, waiting to be consumed, sat two cucumbers, three tomatoes, a loaf of bread, a custard pie, three quarts of milk, a meatball sandwich about two feet long, two jars—one of pickles, one of mayonnaise—four apples, and a large salami. Harriet’s eyes widened and she wrote: ‘When I look at him I could eat a thousand tomato sandwiches.’” Or, as she puts it elsewhere, charmingly and succinctly: “There is nothing like a good tomato sandwich now and then.”
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“Sentimental Education,” by Gustave Flaubert
Flaubert set out, he once said, to tell the moral history of the men of his generation. Across his work, food plays a prominent role in how some of his characters are condemned. The decadence of 1840s Paris is bewildering to Frédéric Moreau, the central character of “Sentimental Education.”
At one dinner party—held in a giant room “hung with red damask, [and] lit by a chandelier and candelabra”—overindulgent guests are served champagne-drenched sturgeon’s head, roast quail, a vol-au-vent béchamel, red-legged partridges, and potatoes mixed with truffles. In another memorable party scene, several bottles of champagne are opened at once, and “long jets of wine spurted through the air … each opened a bottle and were splashing the company’s faces” while tiny birds flapped in through the open door of an aviary—some of them settling in women’s hair “like great flowers.”
It’s no mistake that in the scenes where Moreau escapes Parisian society, such moments of culinary opulence and excess are conspicuously absent.
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“After the Plague,” by T. C. Boyle
In the title story of Boyle’s story collection, the pandemic that rips across the planet is different from our own. Most of the world’s population is killed quickly and gruesomely, and the main character, Francis, is among a small number of the living who roam the overgrown wilds of Santa Barbara. At one point, Francis meets a woman, a fellow survivor, and they begin dating, helping themselves to the spoils of a civilization now abandoned:
I picked her up two nights later in a Rolls Silver Cloud and took her to my favorite French restaurant. The place was untouched and pristine, with a sweeping view of the sea, and I lit some candles and poured us each a glass of twenty-year-old Bordeaux, after which we feasted on canned crab, truffles, cashews and marinated artichoke hearts.
Boyle describes the magnetism of new romance with dystopian, aching imagination and humor—reminding us that humanity’s core impulse is toward survival and connection, no matter what hell our species endures.
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Pachinko,by Min Jin Lee
In Pachinko, Lee’s gorgeous and epic tale of a family’s life in 20th-century Korea and Japan, food is a marker of passing time, of scarcity, of necessity, and of nature. Consider the soft blanket of mushrooms in the forest where Sunja steals away with the first man she falls in love with. Or the care and worry attached to her unlikely wedding: the thoughtfully procured rice, the strips of seaweed folded like fabric, the udon noodles steaming beneath the gaze of two soon-to-be newlyweds, a couple who barely know each other. Lee’s gorgeous descriptions of food demand the reader’s attention—and show us the labor required to transform nature into nourishment. The reader encounters savory pancakes made from bean flour and water, a pail of crabs or mackerel, homemade pumpkin taffy, stewed codfish, a soup kettle “half-filled with water, cut-up potatoes, and onions, waiting to be put on the fire.” No other novel I’ve read recently so effortlessly makes meals appear both meager and luxurious. Much of Pachinko’s power comes from its generational sweep, a story that shows just how long a life can be, and how resilience and sustenance can help us make it through.
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The Sun Also Rises, by Ernest Hemingway
Anyone who has ever tugged on a pair of waders and stood thigh-deep in a cool river on a hot day, casting about for brook trout, then reeling one in, can tell you about the particular satisfaction that comes from catching, cooking, and eventually eating your own dinner. I think this is one of the reasons I can never stop rereading The Sun Also Rises, a book that poses several questions of life-shaping importance, not least of which is: Why aren’t I in Spain right now, trout fishing in the Irati river?
The Sun Also Rises has a quality I’ll never fully understand: It takes place a century ago and somehow feels fresh, still. I’ve found that you can read it at any stage of life and relate to Jake, the American narrator whose travels are fueled by his yearning for an unavailable woman. Another unforgettable scene sees Jake and a friend on a train from Paris to Pamplona, propelled by wanderlust and longing:
“We ate the sandwiches and drank the Chablis and watched the country out of the window. The grain was just beginning to ripen and the fields were full of poppies. The pastureland was green, and there were fine trees, and sometimes big rivers and chateaux off in the trees.”
Riding along with them, we see mortality and rapture commingling, vitally, just the way they do in real life.
(Follies of God)
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lumiereandcogsworth · 10 months ago
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ough now I'm curious, what are adam and belle's drinks of choice and what type of drunks are theyyyy 🧐
YEEESSS!!! i have many a thought
okay so for belle, i think she probably had her first taste of beer at the pub when she was like. nine or ten lmao. and that’s not bad parenting on maurice’s part!!! it’s the 18th century!!!! he didn’t let her have a full pint on her own until she was more like 15, i think. but she definitely liked sneaking sips from his drinks when she was younger lol. same deal with wine too, though it was just more common for maurice to have beer, since he’d grab a pint with père robert semi regularly, and belle, as usual, would often want to join in on the fun. (and maurice would never leave her at home if she wanted to join, he wanted her to socialize and converse as much as she could!) anyway, so belle “grew up” pretty used to beer and wine. and she loves bitter flavors so the dryer the better, in her opinion.
this is then very funny when she ends up with adam, who not only has had a way wider pallet of alcohol, but also IS a sweet tooth and definitely prefers the sweeter wines, as well as fun cocktails. and don’t get me wrong, he’s downed plenty of bourbon and other strongly flavored STUFF, but for casual drinking he’d prefer a cocktail. in modern au i feel like he’d go for a cosmopolitan or something in that realm. belle usually gets a beer or a moscow mule, if i had to guess.
but anyway circling back to canon adam. he’s, of course, had far too much experience with alcohol! first time he got drunk he was like. 13. that’s when university started though!! everyone was doing it and he wanted to fit in and be cool :(( but anyway yeah that guy has tried everything - EVERYTHING - under the sun. and been drunk way more than anyone so young should have been. i like to think that when agathe resurrects him, she also gives him a brand new liver because babygirl i can’t imagine it was doing very well 😭 (i think she just gives him a whole new body. tip-top shape!! because i… don’t think he would’ve lasted very long in his current state. his father died at 47 and i wonder if adam would have even made it that far. BUT ANYWAY!!!!!)
i do often debate what his stance on drinking ends up being, later on when he’s a husband and especially as a father. i don’t think he quits cold turkey or anything, (it’s the 18th century french court. come on now.) but i do think he gets really on top of it. his main concern is that he never wants his children to see him even a little intoxicated. because, as you can imagine, that was how he often saw his father. and it’s not that he think he’d harm his kiddos if he was drunk, but he just doesn’t want them to experience that. and he also doesn’t trust himself or fully know what he’d do, so he just doesn’t wanna take any risks. he still does allow himself to get drunk, just mainly on special occasions. or if he & belle are away on a trip, he indulges more.
onto that topic! when adam is drunk he’s SO affectionate. he’s just soft and loving. way more talkative as well. before belle, the alcohol just made him very very sociable (and therefore, likeable!) and also more of a bitch <3 but once belle is in the picture, he’s still pretty talkative, but everything gets centered around belle. he’s just always leaning on her and kissing her wherever he can. he’s much more of a lightweight (even with all that experience 😮‍💨) so it doesn’t take long before he gets all 🥴🥴🥴 lmao. even his conversations always somehow circle back to belle. (though, that happens when he’s sober too. his wife is his special interest! sue him!)
belle isn’t a lightweight at all. i think it takes her a while to get Very drunk. but when she does, she just gets very like, amplified. and by that i mean both that she speaks loudly and she becomes like. belle+ sjdksj. like she gets REALLY hypothetical and philosophical and starts asking random ass people the biggest and most ridiculous questions. and she’ll really want to discuss it with them. her mind just starts questioning the universe and getting into crazy deep discussions. and they’re surprisingly coherent! but it’s funny when she’s doing this to adam, because he’s just leaning on her, kissing her neck, and she’s like “but how did we get here? is there a god? how could we know? what if plato’s allegory was true and we’re all just looking at shadows. love are you listening???” and he’s just sleepily kissing her neck like “you’re brilliant, darling. absolutely. tell me more.” afjsjdj
i think belle reaches another level of drunk (it’s like in brooklyn 99 where amy has a different kind of drunk for every drink she has) where she gets very playful and frisky and handsy and Horny. and she usually doesn’t reach that point until near the end of the night, so adam and belle Quickly make their escape to the bedroom. but sometimes it hits her earlier during the party and she’s like “get up beaumont i need you to fuck me agaisnt the wall in that empty room down the hall.” and he’s like ofhskfhskdj anything for you beyonce!!!!!!!!!!!! anyway they’re a nightmare <3
i’ll also just end on a sweeter note, lmao, here’s a tiny fic i wrote set on adam’s 31st birthday. he’s all drunk and soft and affectionate and tells his wife how much he loves her. that’s it that’s the plot ���
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16, 41, 47
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16. What kinds of people do they have arguments with in their head?
Rude directors, his least favorite professor at drama school, his father.
41. What phrases, pronunciations, or mannerisms, did they pick up from someone / somewhere else?
When drunk and/or in close company, he moves his hands just like his mother did. When sober and in public, his body language imitates Maurice's, his biggest fan and patron. Later in his life, he develops the ability to slam a beer just like Thadule (friend/landlord).
47. Who have they forgotten about that remembers them very well?
Some of his drama school classmates still giggle about his terrible performances. If he knew this, he would count it as a win, because he never learned their names and they still talk about him.
Questions from this list of character building questions!
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