History
Trey, I might have had to punch you in the face for RANDOMLY referencing Britney Spears in the tags, but since you have amazed me once more, I opt not to.
For the sake of our devoted readers (I continue to delude myself that there is a plural in all of this), I shall recount our recent conversation:
G: Trey, give me a historical event in 1856.
:interlude while Trey thinks:
T: Piedmont-Savoy went to war with Austria with the aid of France.
I've never even heard of Piedmont-Sav--------------
IMPORTANT NEWS BULLITEN!
Trey was completely incorrect. The place was Sardinia, and it happened in 1859. Sorry, Trey, no brownie points for you. However, you do get minimal points for even having heard of Piedmont-Savoy, which I sure hadn't.
(I was trying really hard to pay homage to you in this post, too. I mean, last time we played the Gracey-names-a-year-and-Trey-names-a-historical-even Game, you pwned. Yes, pwned.)
Anyway, I'm reading Pride and Prejudice (just past L's elopement, for anyone who's read the book/knows the story) and even though I've read it before, I really want to read some more.
I'll probably put up a more comprehensive post in the near future. Of course, I imagine that you might want to yell at me for making your disgrace public.
I really do love you dearly, though.
:smiles widely:
Love,
Gracey
Comments
Mel!!
I'm not alone anymore!
*sighs with relief*
Well, it was actually kind of fun being the only reader. But whatever.
I don't think my advertising worked, guys. Sigh. I think I'm going to put my Ronald Weasely quote back up...
Sardinia. Wait. That's the/an island off of/belonging to Italy, right? There's an island north of it that belongs to France, right? Let's hope so. It'd be rather sad if I got it wrong.
Kat
-Trey
And yay for a new recruit! Welcome Mel!
Trey, when I said comment, I meant something along the lines of "be friendly to our new reader." You can comment on ME in your posts, goose.
:goes to die a cold lonely death:
G
YAY!
-Trey
This is what I get for living in Italy for six years. Look what they taught me--that there are two huge islands off Italy, and a third that belongs to France! Woop de doo.
Well, I mean, there are more islands than that. Capri and, erm, Ischia come to mind. And other ones. But those are small.
But anyways. Yep. It would have been sad if I had been incorrect. Shame would radiate from Italian teacher people that teach you how to say spoon every year.
(I can't really blame them, I guess, because people move so often. But still. It got rather boring learning how to say spoon every year, I must admit. That and 'What's your name?' '[Your Name], and you?')
Kat