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goldvermilion87 ([personal profile] goldvermilion87) wrote2012-05-19 09:49 pm

Things I never expected to hear 1

Very very old lady at the met speaking of Dmitri Hvorostovsky:  He's SO HOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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[personal profile] debriswoman 2012-05-20 08:42 am (UTC)(link)
Very, very old people have feelings, too:-) I confess to having to google the gentleman in question, to see if he was worthy of the comment!

[identity profile] goldvermilion87.livejournal.com 2012-05-20 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
You're right. :-) All I can say in my defense is that I was in ninth grade at the time... and that Hamlet is just as unfair as a thirty year old. :-P

(also, it's less that the only lady thought he was hot and more the way she expressed it.)
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[personal profile] debriswoman 2012-05-20 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
A reasonable defence, and yes, it must have startled you at the time. Amused me, particularly as I was plotting with a 94 year old yesterday as to how she could catch the eye of the local mayor...she'd narrowed it down to attracting him with her home made marmalade, or "stumbling" as he walked past, so he'd have to catch her.
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[personal profile] med_cat 2012-05-20 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Too funny ;)
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[personal profile] debriswoman 2012-05-20 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
I now have a pot of marmalade:)
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[personal profile] med_cat 2012-05-20 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Haha! Marmalade is always good ;)

“I got the blues thinking of the future, so I left off and made some marmalade. It's amazing how it cheers one up to shred orange and scrub the floor.”

(D.H. Lawrence)
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a poem by Vasily Fedorov ;) [sorry for my inexpert translation]

[personal profile] med_cat 2012-05-20 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
There was a time once, when I thought
That those whose hair is grey
Don't love,
Don't pine,
Don't get sad.

I thought that those who are grey
Look at the women
And at the girls
The way saints do.

That the blood of those who are grey,
Which used to hum wildly,
Like the river,
Which watered the meadows,
Now flows
Smoothly
And calmly,
Not undermining
The shores in its passion.

No,
A grey river
Has the same wildness,
The same speed,
The same depth...

Oh, how my grey hair lets me down,
Because it doesn't divest me
Of this carnal feeling!

[identity profile] goldvermilion87.livejournal.com 2012-05-21 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
:-)
I'd be an idiot if I didn't realize that sort of thing lasted at least into one's fifties, since my parents are still very very much attracted to each other with no sign of it dying down. :-D
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[personal profile] debriswoman 2012-05-21 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
As I hit the half century next year, I certainly hope so!

:-)
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[personal profile] med_cat 2012-05-20 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Hee ;)