Just a quick note to my faithful 2 or 3 readers.
Haven't abandoned the blog, just got sick and then had recurring back problems and the usual insomnia, but through some righteous prescriptions am feeling much better.
In the meantime, I finally bought a computer--although I still don't have internet access at home quite yet--and racked up a lot of reading, so I have a lot of catching up to do--
Cats are fine, although Zelda managed to get herself locked in the bathroom (I'm assuming wind from the open window blew the door shut) Saturday night. I woke up two or three hours into her entrapment, and she'd managed to both shit and vomit on the floor, as well as tear apart a bag of recycling I had hanging from the doorknob.
yeah, what a dearheart.
I'll be back at my post soon.
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Monday, June 1, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
etc./Kindle 2=Evil
I'm being wooed.
I hear it now, calling to me, and it knows my real name. Big fat (okay, no, slim 10.2 ounces) evil bastard.
Now holds 1500 books. Better graphics. Better techie things I don't understand. Downloads instant gratification--hear the review on NPR, a couple of minutes later: book--like having a literary crack dealer on retainer. The extra space I'd have in the real world, the trees I'd save!
But, with cover and 2 year service plan, an utterly ridiculous 450 or so bucks. Absurd!
Amazon is trying to corner the market and thus pressure publishers to reduce their pricing on ebooks. And, as much as I love the big A, Jeff Bezos is starting to look a wee bit too smug for my taste.
truly, I know I don't need it, I really do.
I mean, I don't even have an iPod, and I love music. I have a pay-as-you go emergency cell phone that does nothing but make calls.
But, I will get approximately $525 back as a tax refund. It knows this as well.
Melissa has suggested that I tell myself all these negatives . . . and then buy it anyway.
She, and Mr. Evil Kindle Numeral both know me all too well.
La, la, la! I can't hear you, you evil bastard device! la, la, la
I hear it now, calling to me, and it knows my real name. Big fat (okay, no, slim 10.2 ounces) evil bastard.
Now holds 1500 books. Better graphics. Better techie things I don't understand. Downloads instant gratification--hear the review on NPR, a couple of minutes later: book--like having a literary crack dealer on retainer. The extra space I'd have in the real world, the trees I'd save!
But, with cover and 2 year service plan, an utterly ridiculous 450 or so bucks. Absurd!
Amazon is trying to corner the market and thus pressure publishers to reduce their pricing on ebooks. And, as much as I love the big A, Jeff Bezos is starting to look a wee bit too smug for my taste.
truly, I know I don't need it, I really do.
I mean, I don't even have an iPod, and I love music. I have a pay-as-you go emergency cell phone that does nothing but make calls.
But, I will get approximately $525 back as a tax refund. It knows this as well.
Melissa has suggested that I tell myself all these negatives . . . and then buy it anyway.
She, and Mr. Evil Kindle Numeral both know me all too well.
La, la, la! I can't hear you, you evil bastard device! la, la, la
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Etc./ Movie/The Station Agent
In the section of Tea I read this morning on the train, the lead character ordered a cafe con leche, which made a wonderful movie pop into my head.
It's a simple story of friendship and loneliness: beautifully written and acted. It stars Peter Dinklage, Patricia Clarkson and Bobby Cannavale. By turns hilarious and heartbreaking, it's about a guy born as a dwarf whose only friend dies and how he makes his way in the world afterwards.
Okay, so I'll admit that I avoided it for a long time because I thought it would be all icky heartstrings, but after I rented the DVD, I had to buy it. I watch it every once in a while, when I need to remember that just because my life sucks at that moment, it doesn't always, and even I should hold out hope in my dusty, crusty heart.
Not to be missed!
It's a simple story of friendship and loneliness: beautifully written and acted. It stars Peter Dinklage, Patricia Clarkson and Bobby Cannavale. By turns hilarious and heartbreaking, it's about a guy born as a dwarf whose only friend dies and how he makes his way in the world afterwards.
Okay, so I'll admit that I avoided it for a long time because I thought it would be all icky heartstrings, but after I rented the DVD, I had to buy it. I watch it every once in a while, when I need to remember that just because my life sucks at that moment, it doesn't always, and even I should hold out hope in my dusty, crusty heart.
Not to be missed!
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