The Week in Entertainment
DVD: Veer-Zaara, a wonderful Indian film starring Shahrukh Khan, Rani Mukerji, and Preity Zinta, about some seriously star-crossed lovers and a young lawyer who fights for them. Highly, highly recommended. (I am always amazed by the number of times they speak English in Indian films...) Also from Bollywood, the highly entertaining Kabhi Kushi Kabhie Gham (Sometimes Happiness, Sometimes Sadness), another Shakrukh Khan movie, this one with Amitabh Bachchan (who had a small part in Veer-Zaara), Jaya Bachchan, Hrithik Roshan, Kareena Kapoor and Kajol (and when I say "highly entertaining" I'm not just referring to the large number of shots of Shahrukh in wet and/or see-through shirts, either :-) - he looks just as good in the black-and-silver kameez or that white sweater... he's quite funny in the London parts)
TV: Psych - another winning episode. Harry's Law - one ridiculous premise and one all too heartbreaking.
Read: Finished Reckless, which was very entertaining. Funke can spin a yarn, and her translator is gifted. Began Murakami's 1Q84, which is ... odd and enthralling, both of which are to expected from him.
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Guess you didn't watch last week's epi of "Big Bang Theory," in which Sheldon befriends(?) an apparently lost tamed blue jay. There were a number of errors in the avian plot line that even a non-ornithologist like me could question.
A great deal of upper-level education in India takes place in English. English also allows Indians from one region to speak to Indians from a region in which there is a different native language. I suspect, however, that English is largely confined to the upper economic levels.
I'm intellectually aware of that. It just always surprises me when an English phrase or sentence is dropped into the middle of a conversation in Urdu or Bengali or whatever ...
Kathie, I did not, but I guess you could start with it being a black-throated magpie-jay, which used to only live (wild) in Mexico, on the Pacific Slope... but has been breeding in Nevada and southern California for a few years now.
A native Californian would surely have known it wasn't a California jay, because the tail-feathers were waaaay too long. Plus they referred to the bird as "she," despite its being far bluer than any female jay I've ever seen :-)
Well, corvids have no sexual dimorphism (save a bit of size difference) so generally speaking you can't tell the he's from the she's. And if it had been a blue jay, they are even bluer than magpie-jays ... or at least no less blue, unlike your scrub or Steller's jays. So no quibbling there. But they don't look anything alike.
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