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Well, I saw two new Netflix movies, but one I hated and don’t want to waste my efforts on and one I was NOT in the mood for. So we move on.
Wednesday reading (pooh-pooh on it not being Wednesday. Wednesday is just a social construct): I read The Vault by Ruth Rendell which was okay; I usually like her books. The only objection I had was the way the two detectives had recurring conversations reminding each other of the clues, the same couple of ones. Jeez, write stuff down, guys, if you can't remember. This recapping of plot over and over is why I gave up watching Burn Notice.
Then, Writing at the Kitchen Table by Artemis Cooper. A bio of Elizabeth David, a British food writer who brought new ideas to British eaters after WWII. She was unknown to me but isn't that why we read, to meet new people without having to make small talk with them?
The book is a very good read, chatty and informative. I don't know if I would have liked being David's friend; she tended to be obsessive and thin-skinned, but one admires her.
I've run through all the Midsomer Murders shows and now am rewatching the series about "Jack" Frost, a middle-aged British cop on Netflix (because, omg, nothing to watch on tv). This is more realistic than Midsomer, fewer rose-garlanded Elizabethan cottages, more Council flats.
{Take the 100 Things challenge!}
So, a while ago I came into some unexpected money. And the same day I got a solicitation from the Audobon Society. In my delirious state, I joined. Now I'm a mark for every environmental group. Rather like be sucker for every lottery scam but with birds and beasts raking in my money. I'll die beggered but with my wallet filled with membership cards.
This is from the Audobon calendar. The Norther Flicker (that reminds me, I saw a woodpecker in my back yard the other day. The first one, ever)
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Wednesday reading (pooh-pooh on it not being Wednesday. Wednesday is just a social construct): I read The Vault by Ruth Rendell which was okay; I usually like her books. The only objection I had was the way the two detectives had recurring conversations reminding each other of the clues, the same couple of ones. Jeez, write stuff down, guys, if you can't remember. This recapping of plot over and over is why I gave up watching Burn Notice.
Then, Writing at the Kitchen Table by Artemis Cooper. A bio of Elizabeth David, a British food writer who brought new ideas to British eaters after WWII. She was unknown to me but isn't that why we read, to meet new people without having to make small talk with them?
The book is a very good read, chatty and informative. I don't know if I would have liked being David's friend; she tended to be obsessive and thin-skinned, but one admires her.
I've run through all the Midsomer Murders shows and now am rewatching the series about "Jack" Frost, a middle-aged British cop on Netflix (because, omg, nothing to watch on tv). This is more realistic than Midsomer, fewer rose-garlanded Elizabethan cottages, more Council flats.
{Take the 100 Things challenge!}
So, a while ago I came into some unexpected money. And the same day I got a solicitation from the Audobon Society. In my delirious state, I joined. Now I'm a mark for every environmental group. Rather like be sucker for every lottery scam but with birds and beasts raking in my money. I'll die beggered but with my wallet filled with membership cards.
This is from the Audobon calendar. The Norther Flicker (that reminds me, I saw a woodpecker in my back yard the other day. The first one, ever)
This entry was originally posted on Dreamwidth. You can leave a comment at Dreamwidth or here.