The other morning my wife and I were doing a
"reverse Gatsby"; we were discussing when the shortest day of the year-- the Winter Solstice-- would occur, and this confused my son Ian, and so he asked, "So today isn't forty-five hours long?" and he spoke with such confidence that I really had a hard time breaking him the news that there were only twenty-four hours in a day.
at first i thought a "reverse Gatsby" was some sort of sexual position.
ReplyDeleteAWL.
ReplyDeleteYep.
ReplyDeleteif the "reverse gatsby" were a sexual position, it would happen in the red light district with a girl you never wanted to copulate with in the first place.
ReplyDeleteEast Red Light District? Or West Red Light District?
ReplyDeleteI don't think the people employed in red light districts are that steeped in American lit. It'd probably be called a "reverse Dick and Jane."
ReplyDeleteOverseas I believe it's called "going out for Chinese."