This morning The Pony was lolling around the Mansion living room while I gathered up some bills to mail. He heard a mention of Casablanca on TV.
"Hey! Casablanca! That means WHITE HOUSE! It just hit me. All the times I heard that, and didn't realize what it meant!"
It's good to know that year of freshman Spanish paid off.
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And I just learned something today about Alexandre Dumas, courtesy of Quentin Tarantino.
I guess it was a big learning day for both The Pony and me.
Sioux,
Maybe we should have a little graduation ceremony for the two of you. You'll have to do rock/paper/scissors for valedictorian.
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