Wednesday, May 28, 2008

I Repeat, the Geography Bee Is the Bee I Did Not Win

Last night I dreamed that I visited China. Now, if you know anything about geography, you know that there's an Upstairs China and a Downstairs China. I was Upstairs, and I was trying to walk Downstairs, but the steps weren't real steps, they were the architectural equivalent of plaid, and they moved. Again, if you know anything about geography, you know that Downstairs China is a rosary factory. And it turns out that Chinese rosaries are just like regular rosaries, except instead of having crucifixes at the end, they have tiny carved DRAGONS. Way to go, xenophobic unconsciousness, you fail!

Speaking of My Wrong Ideas of Countries, Harry has posted some great pictures of Wales, including one of a road sign in English and Welsh. Man, it never even occurred to me that Wales might have roads. In my mind, it's all ruined cairns and landfills full of harp strings and magic cowpaths punctuated by abandoned dwarf shoes. Am I to understand that this is inaccurate?

Stay tuned for tomorrow, when I will confess that I don't know what a moor is!

5 comments:

Harry said...

Man, it never even occurred to me that Wales might have roads.

That would have made milk come out of my nose, had I been drinking milk. Which I don't.

RHE said...

Othello was a moor, of course. Everybody knows that. The part I don't get is that the Brontes were always running about on the moors. Great for them. Tough on Othello.

Tricia said...

Oh Harry. Why do you swear off the cow?

Richard, it appears that we emerged from our educations similarly unscathed by moor-knowledge. Prepare to be enlightened!

SarahJane said...

heh heh. China does have an upstairs and a downstairs! It also has a screen door that's torn.

Tricia said...

And refrigerator bones in the yard!