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January 14, 2008 at 9:06 pm
Brian
Kubrickery.
January 14, 2008 at 9:07 pm
Jim
Kurbrickosity.
January 14, 2008 at 11:54 pm
gwynne
Your kitchen looks eerily like mine, from the layout of the counter/sink/cupboards/refrigerator/ceiling fan/window with “ruffled” wooden valance/clock…everything! Only difference is my tiered wire hanging basket is in the other window instead of the one over the sink. Kubrickery indeed. 😉
January 15, 2008 at 12:14 pm
Stephen
I’m sorry, Jim, I can’t tell you that. 🙂
January 15, 2008 at 10:16 pm
Eric
Do you mean the “2001” Kubrick or the “Clockwork Orange” Kubrick?
Because I can see some of one, but not the other. I’m not sayin’ which, though.
And I vote for “Kubrickial.”
January 16, 2008 at 7:28 am
Jim
I was thinking more along the lines of the Full Metal Jacket/Shining Kubrick if you must know.
Oy, greenhorns.
😉
January 16, 2008 at 8:29 am
Jeff
With my ear cocked to the northeast, I thought I heard the opening notes of Strauss’ “Zarathustra”
January 16, 2008 at 6:02 pm
John B.
You’re just missing some Kubrick-a-brac.
(Sorry–first-time visitors probably should refrain from bad puns. If you ban me, I’ll not take offense.)
Visiting from Gwynne’s place, by the way. You can charge her as an accessory after the fact.
January 16, 2008 at 6:32 pm
Jim
Ban you? Why would I ever. Thanks for stopping in and for commenting. I’ll deal with Gwynne later 😉
January 16, 2008 at 6:50 pm
Janie
Looks like a kubrickian oenophile lives there! 🙂
January 16, 2008 at 6:51 pm
Janie
And I can’t say that for Gwynne’s kitchen!
January 16, 2008 at 9:45 pm
Jim
Well, you could say that for Gwynne’s kitchen as well, though the evidence is not as apparent in her photo as it is in mine.
January 16, 2008 at 9:46 pm
Jim
oh, and it’s Kubrickitous oenophile.
January 16, 2008 at 11:19 pm
Janie
Thanks for correcting me, Mr. Kubrickitous. Musta been I was dipping into the oen…I mean wine.
Can’t grammatize too well when I does that…;)
January 17, 2008 at 1:57 am
Gwynne
Mr. Kubrickquitosity is right. My wine is behind the refrigerator…well, not exactly behind the refrigerator. I know that much about wine anyway. But it’s just around the corner in my photograph. How did Jim know that?
I’ll deal with Gwynne later. Ahem. I saw that.