Tuesday: Hili dialogue

January 6, 2015 • 7:00 am

The good Professor Ceiling Cat is sitting in Charles DeGaulle Aeroport, drinking an overpriced latte (more than 3 euros for a measly small cup—I’m back in the First World) and enjoying free internet.

Nine hours of my actual flying time have passed and I mostly slept but also watched two movies: “The Last Samurai” (lots of action but totally cheesy) and “Capote“, which recounts the writing of In Cold Blood and in which Philip Seymour Hoffman gives an amazing performance, transforming himself into Truman Capote and nabbing a well-deserved Oscar. A pity that he died of a drug overdose before we could enjoy more of his stupendous talent.  Since I’m also flying on Air France to the US, I’ve lined up at least two more movies for the next nine-hour segment, including Vadim’s “And God Created Woman” and Clint Eastwood’s “Unforgiven,” which I’ve seen but forgotten. I’ll be back in Chicago this afternoon after more than 24 hours of straight traveling.

But we need to return to Dobrzyn, where the Furry Princess of Poland, garnering a new admirer, shows her characteristic narcissism:

Hili: Could you stroke just me?
Arleta: Why, are you jealous?
Hili: Not at all but as an Editor-in-Chief I always strive for exclusives.

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In Polish:
Hili: Czy możesz głaskać tylko mnie?
Arleta: A co, jesteś zazdrosna?
Hili: Wcale nie, jako redaktor naczelna zawsze staram się o wyłączność.

10 thoughts on “Tuesday: Hili dialogue

  1. I love Eastwood’s Unforgiven. The best line: “You better bury Ned right; and don’t go cuttin’ up… nor otherwise harm no whores, or I’ll come back and kill every one of you sons-a-bitches.”

    1. Another good line that comports with atheistic viewpoint: ‘”Deserves” got nothin’ to do with it.’

  2. As a relatively new reader, I’m curious; are the Hili dialogues pictures of Jerry’s cat and dog? Also, who is Grania?

  3. drinking an overpriced latte (more than 3 euros for a measly small cup—I’m back in the First World) and enjoying free internet.

    Yes, a certain sign of being in the First World: the trivialities are grossly overpriced, and the near-miraculous is free.

    The saying goes, of course, of cities where streets are paved with gold. Ours are paved with something that’s actually more valuable still: oil.

    b&

  4. It’s the cat. It’s always the cat. I’m sick of the cat.

    Last night, like the thousandth night in a row, my cat woke me up. For why? Who the fuck knows? I’ve had him almost 9 years, longer than the people who had him before, and I so much don’t give a shit. I’m like 3 years older. because my cat forbids sleeping through the night.

    At this point, I’m all about the dog. Cyrus. Who’s just trying to have a life which includes cat. If you have a cat, you know EXACTLY what I’m talking about, and don’t pretend that you don’t.

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