Oh, research
Mom's back home now. I went back to work today, where I spent six hours cleaning up intercompanies b/c no one else did them while I was gone. Joy.
I've also been asked to work on Saturday which suckes in the sense of one less day off, but not so much in the yay, overtime. Also found out we will be getting July 5th as a paid holiday since the 4th is on a Monday.
But there is other good news, of course.
My pre-order of The Gaslight Anthem's American Slang came way early. Last wed., in fact. I already loved it from the stream, but there is something about having the actual disc and booklet. Right now "The Spirit of Jazz" and "The Diamond Church Street Choir" are my favorite tracks.
I took mom to Salem on Friday, where I managed to sunburn my arms, face, and scalp but also did some shopping and ate some lovely food at the Witch's Brew Cafe and a local ice cream shop. Saturday was the Aquarium and while I did get ten different kinds of soaked, I also finally got to see the penguins and the seals. Pictures will, of course, come once I can get the peaceful state of mind required to battle with photobucket.
In research news:
For anyone who was d/l my file with notes from Bill Sloan's book on Peleliu, I've taken it down for some editing/additional info. I'll eventually have a whole file full of references on Haldane, Hillbilly, Snafu and Burgin, but for now, the file is down. I also realized that for those unfamiliar with various American traditions, many of the things quoted in the passages about Haldane would not make sense, such as what Phi Beta Kappa is and what being a Saturday afternoon hero means in terms of "all-star full-back" and what the Norte Dame-Dartmouth game is.
Sledge's China Marine is a really easy read, much less formal in tone than With the Old Breed. One passage that cracked me up: My mind was racing with two inner voices: one proclaiming what an incredible fool he was for being an officer and scoffing at a man for avoiding infection, and the other cursing him with the finest, most polished, most elaborate Marine Corps profanity (which is equivalent to fourth-year Latin in its complexity)-- it would hae been admirable coming from the lips of a salty first sergeant with thirty years in the Corps, if I must say so.
-Sledge, E.B. China Marine: An Infrantryman's Life After World War II, New York: Oxford University Press, 2003. p. 31.
The account overall reflects more of Sledge's personality than his famous memoir, because in its very nature, China Marine is about life after the war. Still a bit grumbly about the price, but I've paid more for much less enjoyable sources.
I've also been asked to work on Saturday which suckes in the sense of one less day off, but not so much in the yay, overtime. Also found out we will be getting July 5th as a paid holiday since the 4th is on a Monday.
But there is other good news, of course.
My pre-order of The Gaslight Anthem's American Slang came way early. Last wed., in fact. I already loved it from the stream, but there is something about having the actual disc and booklet. Right now "The Spirit of Jazz" and "The Diamond Church Street Choir" are my favorite tracks.
I took mom to Salem on Friday, where I managed to sunburn my arms, face, and scalp but also did some shopping and ate some lovely food at the Witch's Brew Cafe and a local ice cream shop. Saturday was the Aquarium and while I did get ten different kinds of soaked, I also finally got to see the penguins and the seals. Pictures will, of course, come once I can get the peaceful state of mind required to battle with photobucket.
In research news:
For anyone who was d/l my file with notes from Bill Sloan's book on Peleliu, I've taken it down for some editing/additional info. I'll eventually have a whole file full of references on Haldane, Hillbilly, Snafu and Burgin, but for now, the file is down. I also realized that for those unfamiliar with various American traditions, many of the things quoted in the passages about Haldane would not make sense, such as what Phi Beta Kappa is and what being a Saturday afternoon hero means in terms of "all-star full-back" and what the Norte Dame-Dartmouth game is.
Sledge's China Marine is a really easy read, much less formal in tone than With the Old Breed. One passage that cracked me up: My mind was racing with two inner voices: one proclaiming what an incredible fool he was for being an officer and scoffing at a man for avoiding infection, and the other cursing him with the finest, most polished, most elaborate Marine Corps profanity (which is equivalent to fourth-year Latin in its complexity)-- it would hae been admirable coming from the lips of a salty first sergeant with thirty years in the Corps, if I must say so.
-Sledge, E.B. China Marine: An Infrantryman's Life After World War II, New York: Oxford University Press, 2003. p. 31.
The account overall reflects more of Sledge's personality than his famous memoir, because in its very nature, China Marine is about life after the war. Still a bit grumbly about the price, but I've paid more for much less enjoyable sources.