is it about Rowan Atkinson’s smooshy, agile face that fits so perfectly across so many eras? Blackadder’s range of feckless to sneering expressions, and Mr. Bean’s wordless cunning to clueless antics – they make me laugh. Sharp, blistering scripts were the hallmark of the Blackadder series, and Rowan Atkinson delivered wonderful lines:
If you don’t know the name Grace Hopper, spend 16 minutes with the QUEEN OF CODE from the Signals channel at 538. Populate your scenes of computer science with Grace Hoppers. And Hedy Lamarrs. And the women they have inspired like Brittany Wenger.
A conversation between me and my children.
My top two chocolates of all the many I have tasted. Not on commission. Just for the record.
After too many miles wishing that people in bulky vehicles understood the purpose of turn outs, we got to camp. I pulled in behind a car with the bumper sticker “I’m so gay I don’t even drive straight.”
I am of course known far and wide for my genteel disposition and pristine ladylike manner.
So I look at my nice clean grout and am glad it was optional labor and I get to enjoy the fruits of my scrubbing every day.
Try as I might, I never could sing like Julie Andrews and I didn’t waste any time trying. My mother sewed me a costume though. I still have the carpetbag and the tea set.
The lyrics of Stepping Stone were written by the team of Booker, Stephen Andrew, Duffy and Aimee Ann. Combined with Duffy’s haunting performance, it’s the perfect example of when one kind of art inspires another.
The reason these two stories work so well together is that they are both about the pursuit of joy through passion.