Austen

I have inadvertantly hit upon a technique to increase traffic to my blog: mention Jane Austen.  It is for this reason that I have created a new tag in her honor, which I have purposed to apply liberally, and whether or not appropriate.

This afternoon I finished reading Sense and Sensibility to the tune of Anastasia’s bell.  She was attempting to climb a stack of boxes, but a full two feet still separated her from her goal of the kitchen counter.  Alas to be scarcely sixteen inches long.  No doubt she would have taken great consolation from Volume the Third of Jane Austen’s second novel, as I did, but ferrets are unable to read.  To increase her joy and my own in the conclusion of the book, I read aloud the last paragraph.  Anastasia was very relieved to learn that both Elinor and Marianne were settled to their mutual happiness.

At present I am eating dinner at a certain cafe-style restaurant which offers a $2000 incentive for a lucky individual who fills out the online survey.  The manager happened to deliver my meal during the course of said survey, and told me in a most cordial tone to “let us know if you need anything.”

What I need is $2000, actually.