‘So, you ask me the name I’m known by, Cyclops?
I will tell you. But you must give me a guest-gift
as you promised. Nobody–that’s my name. Nobody–
so my mother and father call me, all my friends.’
–
But he boomed back at me from his ruthless heart,
‘Nobody? I’ll eat Nobody last of all his friends–
I’ll eat the others first! That’s my gift to you!’
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The Odyssey, Book 9
Translated by Robert Fagles
Viking Penguin, 1996
Jupiter has 62 moons and three gossamer rings.
And they say there is no magic.
Overheard at a Towson University café.
Two students talking about a test they just took:
“I think I got an A,” the young woman says.
“Really? I’d be happy with a C. Why did you want an A. I’m just curious,” says the guy.
“Oh, I just want to keep my GPA up.”
“Why? I’ve read from various sources that college grades don’t mean that much.”
“Well,” says she. “I can get a discount on my car insurance.”
“What?? Car insurance shouldn’t give out discounts like that. It’s bribery in a way.”
Later, I thought: So what’s a grade then?
I’m vacating this week. Yeeehaw!
