in culo alla balena

that's right, my topic for today is "into the whale's ass." and when someone says that to you, you are to respond "speriamo che non scoreggi," which means "let's hope it doesn't fart." and all of that means "good luck."

so that was one of the many things we learned at dinner tonight. another was that jamal has yet to completely master indirect discourse. not that he's bad at it, just that he made antonio laugh and almost spit up his drink when he tried to convert something donatella said to him. though, in jamal's defense, he didn't really do badly at all and i'm not sure why antonio almost died choking. also, tiramisu is made out of snails (lumache), or so antonio told jamal. man was that a fun dinner.

so anyhow our grammar classes end tomorrow, final exams and what not. however, instead of studying, i'm writing about how i'm not studying. why not? because the class has been ridiculously easy. i haven't learned anything in it. but oh well. not like it was hard, or like i had much else to do. a free 4 credits. anyway my spoken italian is getting a lot better, not in the sense that my knowledge is greater, but just that i can say things with more ease. and i understand better as well, i can actually watch silly sitcoms on tv and get most of it. also their version of who wants to be a millionaire, which is HORRIBLE, as it is filled with faux-drama and suspense and they seriously only go through about 5 questions per half-hour show. anyway the family and i watched american beauty tonight in italian and it was pretty cool.

i guess i'm going to go do something else now. but you should all wish me a happy voyage into the whale's you-know-what, and let's hope it doesn't scoreggiare all over me. and wish the same to jamal.