But we know its true location. This is a kitchen in hell.
really, i just liked that line. (obviously my whole “use caps and actual punctuation” thing has gone by the board here. good riddance.) it’s from a new yorker review of the macbeth production that is apparently kicking everyone’s ass in the most positive manner imaginable. and, you know, yay patrick stewart. that much talent should mandate constant, deafening applause in pretty much any context. back in the mid-90’s, living in north beach with the girlfriend (now the wife, oddly enough), said sigoth/gf/spousal unit to be had to endure TNG being broadcast twice a day in syndication; each time slot was showing episodes in their original braodcast order, but about 2 years apart. she became thoroughly smitten with the dashing captain and his “tea, earl gray, hot” sexiness. and i couldn’t even begin to wonder why.