It's writers like Henry Miller that make me appreciate Bluey.
I thought I'd take a stylistic break from "Of Human Bondage" by reading Henry Miller's "Tropic of Cancer," and while it is undoubtedly a stylistic break, I'm nearing my saturation point on vaguely-arty Bohemian types living in squalor in Paris and moaning about the women they can't have. I'm only about 30 pages in, but I'm also a bit annoyed by the "I'm not going to edit this" conceit, which feels artificial. This may be the point- no idea. I try to avoid learning anything about a book before I start it, and all I knew of ToC is that there's loads of sex in it and it's considered a masterpiece. So I'll keep going and hope for an end of bedbug-picking scenes, because I get it already! Thank goodness for bluestocking79's The French Connection for reminding me of the Paris I know and love, without the lice and suicide.
Happy weekend. Northwestern beat #8 ranked Iowa at home, though we accidentally broke their quarterback in the process (ouch, sorry). The Chargers beat the Giants at home in a major karmic victory (nyah nyah, Eli!). The Brewer's Guild Festival was filled with tastiness of all sorts and people I love, our guest bathroom is now orange, I had a nice talk with my brother on his birthday, we grilled short ribs, and Mr. 42 is a love of the first water. Definitely lovely!
Much to do, as usual on a Monday. I owe about a gazillion e-mails. I will be bringing treats to Master Chorale rehearsal tonight, and I'm trying to figure out if I have time to grab a growler of beer to bring as treats. Otherwise, I'll be hitting Henry's beforehand for bulk snacks and popcorn.
Right! Best get to it, then!
Love to all,
Lib
Mun42
Happy weekend. Northwestern beat #8 ranked Iowa at home, though we accidentally broke their quarterback in the process (ouch, sorry). The Chargers beat the Giants at home in a major karmic victory (nyah nyah, Eli!). The Brewer's Guild Festival was filled with tastiness of all sorts and people I love, our guest bathroom is now orange, I had a nice talk with my brother on his birthday, we grilled short ribs, and Mr. 42 is a love of the first water. Definitely lovely!
Much to do, as usual on a Monday. I owe about a gazillion e-mails. I will be bringing treats to Master Chorale rehearsal tonight, and I'm trying to figure out if I have time to grab a growler of beer to bring as treats. Otherwise, I'll be hitting Henry's beforehand for bulk snacks and popcorn.
Right! Best get to it, then!
Love to all,
Lib
Mun42