Library Trip

It was a beautiful day for a library trip. It would have been better if I wore my heavy coat over my sweat jacket. That was my original plan when I took out the cat ordure and got a feel for the weather. Clear and sunny beautiful. But there was still a biting wind on this early morning.

However, when I stepped out of the house, I realized that I forgot to put on my coat. I was beguiled by the day's beauty, and I decided to tough it out. I regretted this move before I was halfway to the bus stop, and if I felt confident about having enough time, I would have gone back to get the coat.

I just prayed that the weather wouldn't take a nose dive and let February enjoy a little more play in compensation for it's lack of a few days. By the time I got out of the library, though, the weather had only warmed up, making it absolutely perfect. I guess everyone wins some.

Library Trip

It was a beautiful day for a library trip. It would have been better if I wore my heavy coat over my sweat jacket. That was my original plan when I took out the cat ordure and got a feel for the weather. Clear and sunny beautiful. But there was still a biting wind on this early morning.

However, when I stepped out of the house, I realized that I forgot to put on my coat. I was beguiled by the day's beauty, and I decided to tough it out. I regretted this move before I was halfway to the bus stop, and if I felt confident about having enough time, I would have gone back to get the coat.

I just prayed that the weather wouldn't take a nose dive and let February enjoy a little more play in compensation for it's lack of a few days. By the time I got out of the library, though, the weather had only warmed up, making it absolutely perfect. I guess everyone wins some.

No Boobs for Show

I click on my Hot Porn filter, and there is not a single post. I think of the Show Your Boobs community in particular, and how this is one of the ways that marks the huge falling off of LJ life. So many young, beautiful women used to be so eager to show their glory and for free, just for our whistles and admiring comments. No more. I wonder if Facebook is getting that action, too.

No Boobs for Show

I click on my Hot Porn filter, and there is not a single post. I think of the Show Your Boobs community in particular, and how this is one of the ways that marks the huge falling off of LJ life. So many young, beautiful women used to be so eager to show their glory and for free, just for our whistles and admiring comments. No more. I wonder if Facebook is getting that action, too.

The Brief Span of an e-life

I see Yahoo is celebrating it's fifteenth birthday. The celebration must be a little doleful. To have fallen so far in just fifteen years, from being one of the biggest things on the Net to just being able to stay alive. It's a little like LJ and its recent ten-year celebration. A passage more in sorrow than delight, more a remembrance of things past than a joyful, youthful wonder of things to come.

The Brief Span of an e-life

I see Yahoo is celebrating it's fifteenth birthday. The celebration must be a little doleful. To have fallen so far in just fifteen years, from being one of the biggest things on the Net to just being able to stay alive. It's a little like LJ and its recent ten-year celebration. A passage more in sorrow than delight, more a remembrance of things past than a joyful, youthful wonder of things to come.

Stanley Fish: One of the Big Little Guys

I'm a little surprised to learn that Stanley Fish is a little guy. In his Times column today, he writes on how he loves to idenity with small actors that play big, strong heroes, starting with Charles Bronson and going on from there:

Now aging tough guy-short guys (by short I mean under 5-foot-9) include Jack Nicholson, Dennis Hopper, Robert DeNiro, Harvey Keitel, Al Pacino, Mel Gibson, Jean Claude Van Damme and Sylvester Stallone, who created not one but two iconic American males, Rocky and Rambo.

And these days we have a bumper crop of undersized super heroes — Tom Cruise, Tobey Maguire, Mark Wahlberg and Robert Downey Jr., along with the occasionally macho Johnny Depp and Sean Penn.

I'm a little less surprised to learn that he is also a Jew. I guess I got faked out by his focus and premiere work on Milton. Leave it to a Jew to lay down the law on Milton's Christianity.

Stanley Fish: One of the Big Little Guys

I'm a little surprised to learn that Stanley Fish is a little guy. In his Times column today, he writes on how he loves to idenity with small actors that play big, strong heroes, starting with Charles Bronson and going on from there:

Now aging tough guy-short guys (by short I mean under 5-foot-9) include Jack Nicholson, Dennis Hopper, Robert DeNiro, Harvey Keitel, Al Pacino, Mel Gibson, Jean Claude Van Damme and Sylvester Stallone, who created not one but two iconic American males, Rocky and Rambo.

And these days we have a bumper crop of undersized super heroes — Tom Cruise, Tobey Maguire, Mark Wahlberg and Robert Downey Jr., along with the occasionally macho Johnny Depp and Sean Penn.

I'm a little less surprised to learn that he is also a Jew. I guess I got faked out by his focus and premiere work on Milton. Leave it to a Jew to lay down the law on Milton's Christianity.

Reading Life

I went to the library with the basic strategy of just enjoying my "Rabid" for my main reading, and to pick up a Shakespeare play that I don't have, perhaps "Much Ado About Nothing". As an extension to that, thinking that I am likely to finish "Rabid" in a few days or so, I was open to picking up another non-fiction book, or perhap finally picking up another historical novel by the authoress who wrote "Mary Called Magdalene".

On the new book shelves, I found "The Battle for America 2008" by Dan Balz and Haynes Johnson on the 2008 presidential election. That looked like tasty candy, though I was disappointed that it was not "Game Change", another book on the election which got a lot of buzz recently and seemed to have the hotter scoops on the inside dope.

Then, I also saw a new biography on Marcus Aurelius, as well as a promising volume on the early Middle Ages, and I struggled whether to get one of those for a while. However, this late in my life, I am able to be more realistic about my appetites, and I stuck with the candy, something which might deepen my understanding of the current political situation.

Then, it was a trip to the Shakespeare section on the next floor. I was still doubtful about what I was doing, because I thought that I might have a good enough grasp on the deal with Obama, Clinton, and McCain and Palin. In this befuddled state, I was looking up the plays, when I discovered a new stream of wonderful exegetic work on the plays, "The Masks of" series by Marvin Rosenberg.

These books provide something of a walk-thru for the plays, and it is indepth enough to thrill those who have some appreciable familiarity with the work. I'm so delighted with this selection that I've put "Rabid" back on the hit-and-run track. These "Masks of" books are apparently out of print, too, save perhaps for the one on Hamlet, and I'm thinking about buying that one straight off, though the price gives me a nosebleed at seventy dollars.

Switching off between "The Masks of King Lear" for my main reading and T. K. Kenyon's "Rabid" for my side reading, this is what I know as Heaven. Sometimes I can be very pleased with my life.

Reading Life

I went to the library with the basic strategy of just enjoying my "Rabid" for my main reading, and to pick up a Shakespeare play that I don't have, perhaps "Much Ado About Nothing". As an extension to that, thinking that I am likely to finish "Rabid" in a few days or so, I was open to picking up another non-fiction book, or perhap finally picking up another historical novel by the authoress who wrote "Mary Called Magdalene".

On the new book shelves, I found "The Battle for America 2008" by Dan Balz and Haynes Johnson on the 2008 presidential election. That looked like tasty candy, though I was disappointed that it was not "Game Change", another book on the election which got a lot of buzz recently and seemed to have the hotter scoops on the inside dope.

Then, I also saw a new biography on Marcus Aurelius, as well as a promising volume on the early Middle Ages, and I struggled whether to get one of those for a while. However, this late in my life, I am able to be more realistic about my appetites, and I stuck with the candy, something which might deepen my understanding of the current political situation.

Then, it was a trip to the Shakespeare section on the next floor. I was still doubtful about what I was doing, because I thought that I might have a good enough grasp on the deal with Obama, Clinton, and McCain and Palin. In this befuddled state, I was looking up the plays, when I discovered a new stream of wonderful exegetic work on the plays, "The Masks of" series by Marvin Rosenberg.

These books provide something of a walk-thru for the plays, and it is indepth enough to thrill those who have some appreciable familiarity with the work. I'm so delighted with this selection that I've put "Rabid" back on the hit-and-run track. These "Masks of" books are apparently out of print, too, save perhaps for the one on Hamlet, and I'm thinking about buying that one straight off, though the price gives me a nosebleed at seventy dollars.

Switching off between "The Masks of King Lear" for my main reading and T. K. Kenyon's "Rabid" for my side reading, this is what I know as Heaven. Sometimes I can be very pleased with my life.