But the movie will make you feel somnolent and bloated.
But the movie will make you feel somnolent and bloated.
"One woman at a shelter I was volunteering at put it this way: 'You're on food stamps, and a quart of orange juice costs 2.50. - A liter of orange soda costs 89 cents - you can see why people get confused.'"
That's fair enough. Though I think it's still complicated because what has been created is an entire culture of sedentary behavior and poor eating habits. Working against that is really tough. Making huge groups of people drastically change their lives practically does need something magical.
Maybe it would be more accurate to say, "In the USA, where food is constantly plentiful and varied, a carrot is better for you than a french fry"?
It completely confuses me. Children eating healthy (less sugar and more fruits and veggies) seemed like the perfect sort of "cause" for a First Lady to champion. Something we could all get behind with no hint of controversy.
Isn't that the point? Diet and exercise requires work and effort. It's not magic.
Yeah, the fire wolf pup was sooooo adorable. Looking back at it, I think the fire wolves were cute because they seem like animals, whereas the deer creature was horrifying because it seemed to be a combination of the worst of animals and people - remember when it took off its hooves to reveal those hands? Horrible.
I never realized that something with heart-shaped paws could be that creepy.
There isn't really any hint of that in the play. The men desperately try to convince their wives to agree to have sex again and the horny women all try to convince each other to stay strong because they are tired of the evils of war. It's pretty fun and bawdy.
Isn't having the steely-eyed, emotionless, lawman get shaken up by a wicked, sexy lady and the accomplished prostitute fall for the steely-eyed, emotionless, lawman a bit of a passe and cliche way to "humanize" these characters? And the idea of the femme fatale having her plan get thrown off by "love" is a fairly…
I think part of my problem was that Irene Adler (in the book) is supposed to be one of the very few people who didn't succumb to silly emotion and managed to out-think Holmes and get what she wanted (modest though her wants were). And not by being so hot and sexy, but, rather, by being smart enough to out-clever the…
If Adler REALLY had not a single mark on her (no surgical scars, no development or lack of it in her muscles, no stretch marks, no callouses, no wrinkles, no nail polish), that alone would be worth noticing. I mean Holmes just noticed someone's manicure and he can't tell anything from a naked lady?
It's sad because I think a book about a Renaissance doctor, with the whacky Medieval ideas about medicine clashing with the almost-as-whacky new ideas, could be pretty cool.
But that doesn't make any sense. As people mentioned, Holmes routinely looks at corpses or random body parts (e.g. the bag of thumbs), why would a mere lack of clothing render him helpless? If anything, I'd think that the nakedness would be helpful to Holmes - he'd get to access to a lot of information that he…
It seems sad to me that a guy writing in the 19th century was more able to write a female character outsmarting a male character without reducing her to a bunch of sexy-wexy ticks. And that he was able to write a female character outsmarting his male lead without having her undercut herself by succumbing to her silly…
"But in general, I'd say the burden of proof is on those who wish to assert that Jesus Christ was a living, breathing single entity."
Sorry to say it, but, when you're talking about "ancient" history you don't really have very much in the way of non-very-flawed histories. We've got relatively little in the way of contemporary sources talking about Augustus Caesar and he was the most important man of his day.
I majored in classical history at a secular university and not one of my professors thought that Jesus of Nazareth is a "whole cloth myth." Doubting whether a particular historical person is divine, doesn't equate with doubting their existence. Augustus Caesar and practically all of his successors were supposed to…
I think the idea of some sort of half-crazy grinning girl shaking up the dissatisfied miserablist must be even older than movies. I mean Pollyanna's premise is basically unreasonably-happy-girl-turns-miserable-townsfolk-into-happy-life-grabbers.
I think Tom said that he didn't like the oyster sauce, but then someone else started talking about the amazing pickles.