Anyone Speak Elvish?

My book that I've waited a year for has just enough Elvish to be annoying. Mostly, it's like the Chinese in Firefly - you don't really need to know most of the words to get the point, but it's annoying when the characters start talking, and I have to wait for him to translate it for me. Other than that, I really like the story he's putting together. It's not what I would have written, but he's the one getting paid big bucks to write stories, not me.

I spent most of my afternoon otherwise engaged, however. I was engaged in politcal discourse of the highest order. Maybe it was just a shouting match. It's hard to tell on the internet which it was. It was fun, if a little scary how some people look at the world. I think the particular quote bothered Lee more than it did me (I'd heard something similar before). Still, it made for some interesting debate.

Back to Cash Cab then more reading. I'm going to try to stay out of too many political debates for the rest of the night. More tomorrow.