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So, was Shakespeare right after all? What with the whole "what's in a name" speech from Romeo & Juliet, and how we often say people look like their names, or don't look like their names. There seems to be some sort of stereotype/s associated with certain names, and I'm wondering if those stereotypes have any influence on the people who get those names, or if the people shape the stereotypes? I'm sure it's a combination of both, but still.... How influential are names? Would a Ruth or a Helen act the same way as a Brittany? Or a Brock act the same way as a Bill or a John? Do some people actively try and buck the stereotype? Or use it as license to act a certain way? Does it even matter except as an abstract thought to occupy the mind of someone who has apparently way too little to occupy her mind? :)
Anyways, switching subjects, I inadvertently taught my two year old brother to say "wreaking havoc." :) I tell him whenever he's making trouble (aka all the time) that he's wreaking havoc. So a couple mornings ago, I came down to breakfast and saw him making some sort of a mess or getting into something (some sort of trouble), and I asked him if he was wreaking havoc again. He replied (all on his own), "me wreaking havoc!" It was adorable. What other two year old knows the meaning of "wreaking havoc"? I knew we had a genius child on our hands... :P
And I finally made it to the university library. I got lots of books (neglecting to remember that I had to carry them back to the car. :D)--The Private World of Georgette Heyer, A Room with a View, A Passage to India, Rabelais and His World, Selected Journals of L. M. Montgomery, and The Alpine Path. And I finished Private World of Georgette Heyer last night. I really liked it, although it was a bit disconcerting to read how much she undervalued her own work, and despised many of her fans. I feel a bit like I--as a supposedly "literary" person with an English lit degree--that I ought not to like her books, especially considering her ambivalence towards them. But oh well--it was a good book, and I still like Heyer's novels. And I now know how to pronounce "Heyer." :) Anyways, now I'm halfway through Room with a View. I don't think I'm a fan of E. M. Forster. But I'm happy to have a pile of books to plow through again--benefits of being considered staff: I get to keep the books until December. :) I was going to check out one of the Pimpernel novels, just to read some of the ones I haven't read, in hard copy form. But half of them were marked "lost--paid" and the others were checked out. It made me wonder if someone wasn't trying to populate their own library with the Pimpernel novels, by way of "losing" the library's copies! It's something I've considered, especially with some harder to find books, but I could never really do it. So now I'll fume in silence that someone lost some of the books I wanted to read. :)
And I went to Target the other day and got the first 2 seasons of "The Pretender" for a total of $20! That was quite exciting--I recently got into "The Pretender" (thank you, hulu.com). Who doesn't love Jarod, who's so cutely naive and so scarily angry? I watched an episode today where Jarod discovered Bazooka bubble gum, and then later in the episode threatened to drug a man with poison gas. Yet for some reason, I really like it. And now I really want some Bazooka bubble gum.... :) Miss Parker is pretty much awesome too.
Anyways, switching subjects, I inadvertently taught my two year old brother to say "wreaking havoc." :) I tell him whenever he's making trouble (aka all the time) that he's wreaking havoc. So a couple mornings ago, I came down to breakfast and saw him making some sort of a mess or getting into something (some sort of trouble), and I asked him if he was wreaking havoc again. He replied (all on his own), "me wreaking havoc!" It was adorable. What other two year old knows the meaning of "wreaking havoc"? I knew we had a genius child on our hands... :P
And I finally made it to the university library. I got lots of books (neglecting to remember that I had to carry them back to the car. :D)--The Private World of Georgette Heyer, A Room with a View, A Passage to India, Rabelais and His World, Selected Journals of L. M. Montgomery, and The Alpine Path. And I finished Private World of Georgette Heyer last night. I really liked it, although it was a bit disconcerting to read how much she undervalued her own work, and despised many of her fans. I feel a bit like I--as a supposedly "literary" person with an English lit degree--that I ought not to like her books, especially considering her ambivalence towards them. But oh well--it was a good book, and I still like Heyer's novels. And I now know how to pronounce "Heyer." :) Anyways, now I'm halfway through Room with a View. I don't think I'm a fan of E. M. Forster. But I'm happy to have a pile of books to plow through again--benefits of being considered staff: I get to keep the books until December. :) I was going to check out one of the Pimpernel novels, just to read some of the ones I haven't read, in hard copy form. But half of them were marked "lost--paid" and the others were checked out. It made me wonder if someone wasn't trying to populate their own library with the Pimpernel novels, by way of "losing" the library's copies! It's something I've considered, especially with some harder to find books, but I could never really do it. So now I'll fume in silence that someone lost some of the books I wanted to read. :)
And I went to Target the other day and got the first 2 seasons of "The Pretender" for a total of $20! That was quite exciting--I recently got into "The Pretender" (thank you, hulu.com). Who doesn't love Jarod, who's so cutely naive and so scarily angry? I watched an episode today where Jarod discovered Bazooka bubble gum, and then later in the episode threatened to drug a man with poison gas. Yet for some reason, I really like it. And now I really want some Bazooka bubble gum.... :) Miss Parker is pretty much awesome too.