No, It’s Not ‘The Deathly Hallows’

LizzieLou | reading | Monday, July 23rd, 2007

The heatwave is long past and we have been having lovely, lovely rain for the last few days. I’ve taken a deep breath and allowed the dandelions to take over the lawn while I stay in and finish up my next reading selections for entry in the Big! Bookbag! of Crap! Schweeepstakes! sponsored by the SPL. The more the better, although I am still trying to be reasonable in my selections. I’ve already picked up my coffee card.

“Kate: The Woman Who Was Hepburn” by William J. Mann (a recent and well annotated biography that explores, with compassion and criticism, her life behind the screen image and the maneuvering it took to get famous and stay there, which – even though I knew how it all turned out – brought a wee tear to my eye at the end.)

“Six Impossible Things Before Breakfast: Evolutionary Origins of Belief” by Lewis Wolpert (not referenced in a way that I’m used to, I had to put this down soon after starting it, but once I accepted that it did not need to conform to the standards of a peer reviewed journal I was able to return to this synposis of children, animals, tool use, casual beliefs and religion.)

“Strangers in Paradise Vol. 17: Tattoo” by Terry Moore (in preparation of one of my own favorite series ending this summer, I’ve gone back to catch up on an earlier collection that I missed; it’s the fluff piece this time around but worthy of inclusion.)

I was going to include “The Lost Girls”, but I have this irrational fear that when I win the BBoCS I will be asked to give a public synopsis or dramatic rendering of my chosen summer reading – and that could be Quite Awkward.

The Week in Review: Housepainting, Misdemeanors, Wild Kingdom, and Reading to Achieve

LizzieLou | home & garden,reading,wildlife | Saturday, June 30th, 2007

First, for Eelaine…
here is the house


all decked out in “Hidden Sanctuary.” (It actually makes the house more noticeable.) The trim is “Brilliant White” and the porches are “Platinum Gray”. None of the immediate neighbors have yet commented.And the rest of the news…

1. I crankily report that the painter has not returned to do those last few spots. The four ladders that were in the yard for a few days have one-by-one disappeared. There are still the buckets filled with paint slop. After our talk last weekend when Mike said he might come back after dark and “take care of them” (and then gestured towards a house down the street that is being gutted – thus indicating to me that he might go dump them there), I am a little relieved that they haven’t vanished mysteriously, but a little bit pissed-off that they are still here. I will have to take them to the other side of the city to the household hazardous waste site; a strenous and messy undertaking I put off again today. For the most part we have our backyard back.

2. I have an amusing story from a co-worker that I am not supposed to tell anyone involving something lost, something found, some trespassing, some crying, some breaking and entering, something being tossed over a fence, and some bureaucratic neglect. (I am unsure if I should spill it or not.)

3. I commuted rather uneventfully every day this week. I didn’t get into a fight with anyone, was harassed not at all, and grossed out very little! Amazing! However, it was a critter intensive commuting experience. I witnessed a crow eating a dead pigeon (which is not something I had ever at all imagined in my head to my self until now even once) and I had to do a little do-si-do two-step with a pair of medium sized grey rodents so we could avoid stepping on each other. I did have a little Eek!-A-Mouse-or-wait-maybe-that-was-a-ratty moment, but not because I am normally one to say “Eek!” but because of the curiously bendy scampering and the near squooshing.

4. I have taken up the library’s challenge to all adults to read three books this summer. I am well on my way to finishing the first three in order to procure my Big Reward of a Starbucks(TM) coffee card and to be entered into the Big Bookbag of Crap Sweepstakes! I have to fill out a form which includes a few sentences about each book, presumably to test that I have actually read them. Will someone be checking? (Janie?) In my youth, my mother issued a similar challenge where for every 10 books I read, she would take me out to buy a new one. My first three entries are:

“The Discomfort Zone” by Jonathan Franzen (a rambling but ultimately engaging memoir about growing up awkwardly, experiencing the death of one’s mother, and discovering the joys of birdwatching, which includes the word ‘eidetic’);

“Cross” by James Patterson (the latest in the series of popcorn detective novels that I began reading when I worked at Barnes and Noble where the first not very challenging book was left in the breakroom, which does not include the word ‘eidetic’); and,

“Intertwined Lives: Margaret Mead, Ruth Benedict and their Circle” by Lois Banner (because once an anthro major, always an anthro major and who could resist the riveting drama of well-known academics, their lesbian love affair, and dollops of biographical information on anyone they ever came into contact with ever, which also uses the word ‘eidetic’ multiple times).

5. And finally, if anyone asks, you saw me at 78 different parties this weekend and I was having an AWESOME time at each one.

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