This morning, I was up early. Rain against my window. Coffee brewing. And reading Innocents Abroad<\/i> – literally SNORTING with laughter. Especially when Mark Twain just went OFF on the Medicis. He just goes OFF on them for about 3 pages, and … it’s just feckin’ hilarious. He was like PISSED at the Medicis. He started to mess with the tour guides – who were showing this or that Medici corpse – with an air of reverence that Twain couldn’t stand. He would say, in a tone of horrified uncertainty, as he stared down at the blackened skull of some Medici pope: “Is … is he dead?” He KEPT doing this, on every tour across Italy. He was so sick of the Medicis that he reFUSED to be in awe of them. “Is … is he dead?” Just to see the befuddled expression on the guide’s face.<\/p>\n
Mark Twain, come to think of it, has the same response to the Medicis that Cashel did – my dad scrolling through the television, stopped for 2.3 seconds on the History channel – a brief picture flashed on the screen of some be-ruffed velvet-hatted Renaissance dude – Cashel saw that one picture, and rolled his eyes in boredom, saying, “The Medici popes.”<\/p>\n
Cashel is OVER “the Medici popes” – Mark Twain seems filled with righteous anger about them.<\/p>\n
It’s a great book. A rollickingly wonderful read. It’s a really good book that can make you laugh out loud at 6:45 in the morning.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
This morning, I was up early. Rain against my window. Coffee brewing. And reading Innocents Abroad – literally SNORTING with laughter. Especially when Mark Twain just went OFF on the Medicis. He just goes OFF on them for about 3 … Continue reading