Housemates I Have Known

For four years, as a graduate assistant, I lived on the bottom floor of a house in a perfect location.  It was one building away from the corner, which was catty-corner from the English building, which was the main place I had to go.  Here are the upper-floor neighbors I had during that time:

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An offer you can't refuse

Even if you don't need ten thousand chick tracts NOW, you should still take advantage.  You never know when you will, after all.  Take it from N.T., from the prestigious Facebook website that you may have heard about.

Henry Fielding, The History of Tom Jones, a Foundling (1749)

I think reading books written in unfamiliar idioms is probably good for your brain, don't you? Give the ol' neurons a workout. Oddly enough, I sorta kinda think this may be the first eighteenth-century novel I've ever read. Sure, I've read postmodern pastiches of the form (The Sot-Weed Factor, Mason & Dixon), but maybe not the actual thing! But, here we are. I read Tom Jones, and although I feel like it's unlikely that there's such a thing as a thousand-page novel that never bogs down, it was mostly a delightful experience.
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