Me Vs. Garfunkel and Other Things
First of all, I know I'm unusually inundating my flist today (I've been postponing this post, b/c I needed to find a camera cable for the ending meme,) but I've decided to take on the challenge to read 100 books in 365 days, from dianora77 . Now I'm very doubtful that I'll be able to accomplish this, but I nonetheless feel this is good for encouraging my reading habits, which have been disappointingly lax of late. If ART GARFUNKEL can record all the books he's read since 1968 so can I! I'm thinking of creating some sort of website blog thing, to keep a virtual record of my entire library/read list. I have this horrid fear that I fire will happen and I'll lose them all. As devastating as that would be, the true horror is that I wouldn't be able to remember all of them, especially some of my favourites. (I know, that sounds dumb, how could you forget your favourite book? Well, I have a lot and I think the chaos of recovering from a fire would disable my memory for book titles a little . . .)
Maybe it's also the selfish reason, of I want to beat him in keeping a comprehensive list. Like I need more virtually unattainable goals in life. *sigh*
Anyways, here's the official post link with more rambling.
I had a lot of other things to talk about, but they seem superfluous now. Besides, I can't really remember them, despite having typed out the whole post (and consequently lost it.) So here area few spur of the moment thoughts and I'll end with the promised meme.
Oh dear, my father is now running around the house, playing with my dog and screaming YIPPEE-KI-YAY at the top of his lungs. I can't not think of Die Hard, but when I mentioned that to him on the sly he didn't get the reference.
Today, I had to retake a Biology test, because more than half the class failed. Also, my original test was downgraded by five points, because those questions were "too complex" for the students. Why? I got them all right! I guess, I just really hate having to suffer because of the ignorance of others. Pity, but I also realize this is a fact of life.
My uncle oversaw the autopsy of Rod Serling. This creeps me out to the max, the idea of being that person. I can't help it, sixties and fifties TZ actually really scares me. Great stories, if not the best production, but I've always forgiven the latter for the former.
Meme!
1. Find a sentence / stanza / paragraph from a book / poem / what have you that you adore.
2. Write it out, along with the name of the source and the author's name, using your usual handwriting (and for extra points, your favourite pen)
3. Scan it / take a picture of it / etc. and post it in the comments.
4. Copy this to your journal
Aww, the end got cut off.
Anyways, this is the result of elementary, French, Catholic school handwriting classes than the result of six years of a lenient American school system in that department, leads to messy, lazy script. I also picked up letters from other people, so like those As were definitely from copying History notes in 7th grade, not my original writing lessons.
The book is great by the way. Out of print now, but it was one of my favourite YA novels. Not for everyone though, because it's the type of thing that's impossible to categorize into a genre. The closest is probably nonsense fiction, but this definitely has a clear plot and REALLY greatly thought out characters for what seems a flight of fantasy. I have a whole collection of his books and I love them all!
Maybe it's also the selfish reason, of I want to beat him in keeping a comprehensive list. Like I need more virtually unattainable goals in life. *sigh*
Anyways, here's the official post link with more rambling.
I had a lot of other things to talk about, but they seem superfluous now. Besides, I can't really remember them, despite having typed out the whole post (and consequently lost it.) So here area few spur of the moment thoughts and I'll end with the promised meme.
Oh dear, my father is now running around the house, playing with my dog and screaming YIPPEE-KI-YAY at the top of his lungs. I can't not think of Die Hard, but when I mentioned that to him on the sly he didn't get the reference.
Today, I had to retake a Biology test, because more than half the class failed. Also, my original test was downgraded by five points, because those questions were "too complex" for the students. Why? I got them all right! I guess, I just really hate having to suffer because of the ignorance of others. Pity, but I also realize this is a fact of life.
My uncle oversaw the autopsy of Rod Serling. This creeps me out to the max, the idea of being that person. I can't help it, sixties and fifties TZ actually really scares me. Great stories, if not the best production, but I've always forgiven the latter for the former.
Meme!
1. Find a sentence / stanza / paragraph from a book / poem / what have you that you adore.
2. Write it out, along with the name of the source and the author's name, using your usual handwriting (and for extra points, your favourite pen)
3. Scan it / take a picture of it / etc. and post it in the comments.
4. Copy this to your journal
Aww, the end got cut off.
Anyways, this is the result of elementary, French, Catholic school handwriting classes than the result of six years of a lenient American school system in that department, leads to messy, lazy script. I also picked up letters from other people, so like those As were definitely from copying History notes in 7th grade, not my original writing lessons.
The book is great by the way. Out of print now, but it was one of my favourite YA novels. Not for everyone though, because it's the type of thing that's impossible to categorize into a genre. The closest is probably nonsense fiction, but this definitely has a clear plot and REALLY greatly thought out characters for what seems a flight of fantasy. I have a whole collection of his books and I love them all!