Kind of a Typical Dream for Me

Thursday, 24 February 2011, around one in the afternoon.

In which my mom and sis­ter sat there vis­i­bly, painfully bored, while I dis­cussed Orwell’s take on US and Ger­man involve­ment in the Span­ish Civil War, and why the loy­al­ist Repub­li­cans ulti­mately lost to Gen­eral Franco’s Nation­al­ists. There were con­sid­er­able his­tor­i­cal inac­cu­ra­cies, as well as a kitten.

I need to get out more.