i never joke about aliens
What I just finished reading:
going postal which i thoroughly enjoyed - it's terry pratchett and it's about the post office so i was kind of predisposed to like it - even tho everything seemed to happen at the end. it kind of felt like i was waiting and waiting and waiting to see what happened and suddenly... it was over. i liked how it ended tho. the last scene was especially satisfying.
What I am reading now:
the dark queens: the bloody rivalry that forged the medieval world, by shelley puhak, which is about a couple of frankish queens i've never heard of and sounded interesting. i just started it so i have no opinion so far except that i might have to make a family tree so i can keep all the royalty straight.
What I'm going to read next:
brunelleschi's dome: how a renaissance genius reinvented architecture, by ross king, because it's about the duomo and i'm going to italy next month with my sister and florence is on our itinerary. plus which, ecclesiastical architecture is totally my thing. and it's short. :D
this morning on the way to work my roommate and i met the cutest pomeranian. he was just the happiest, most excited ball of fluff. i don't know if it's a pom thing but they always seem to have resting happy face.
my last dvd came, yay. altho stuff is being delivered to my house and not getting stolen off the porch so maybe i don't have to get it sent to work any more. who knows!
the season finale of resident alien was tonight and all i can say is WTF.
i’m confident that the absolute dregs of possibility for this society,
the sugary coffee mound at the bottom of this cup,
our last best hope that when our little bit of assigned plasma implodes
it won’t go down as a green mark in the cosmic ledger,
lies in the moment when you say hello to a bus driver
and they say it back-
when someone holds the door open for you
and you do a little jog to meet them where they are-
walking my dog, i used to see this older man
and whenever I said good morning,
he replied ‘GREAT morning’-
in fact, all the creative ways our people greet each other
may be the icing on this flaming trash cake hurtling through the ether.
when the clerk says how are you
and i say ‘i’m blessed and highly favored’
i mean my toes have met sand, and wiggled in it, a lot.
i mean i have laughed until i choked and a friend slapped my back.
i mean my niece wrote me a note: ‘you are so smart + intellajet’
i mean when we do go careening into the sun,
i’ll miss crossing guards ushering the grown folks too, like ducklings
and the lifeguards at the community pool and
men who yelled out the window that they’d fix the dent in my car,
right now! it’d just take a second-
and actually everyone who tried to keep me alive, keep me afloat,
and if not unblemished, suitably repaired.
but I won’t feel too sad about it,
becoming a star
--Eve L Ewing, "eschatology"
going postal which i thoroughly enjoyed - it's terry pratchett and it's about the post office so i was kind of predisposed to like it - even tho everything seemed to happen at the end. it kind of felt like i was waiting and waiting and waiting to see what happened and suddenly... it was over. i liked how it ended tho. the last scene was especially satisfying.
What I am reading now:
the dark queens: the bloody rivalry that forged the medieval world, by shelley puhak, which is about a couple of frankish queens i've never heard of and sounded interesting. i just started it so i have no opinion so far except that i might have to make a family tree so i can keep all the royalty straight.
What I'm going to read next:
brunelleschi's dome: how a renaissance genius reinvented architecture, by ross king, because it's about the duomo and i'm going to italy next month with my sister and florence is on our itinerary. plus which, ecclesiastical architecture is totally my thing. and it's short. :D
this morning on the way to work my roommate and i met the cutest pomeranian. he was just the happiest, most excited ball of fluff. i don't know if it's a pom thing but they always seem to have resting happy face.
my last dvd came, yay. altho stuff is being delivered to my house and not getting stolen off the porch so maybe i don't have to get it sent to work any more. who knows!
the season finale of resident alien was tonight and all i can say is WTF.
i’m confident that the absolute dregs of possibility for this society,
the sugary coffee mound at the bottom of this cup,
our last best hope that when our little bit of assigned plasma implodes
it won’t go down as a green mark in the cosmic ledger,
lies in the moment when you say hello to a bus driver
and they say it back-
when someone holds the door open for you
and you do a little jog to meet them where they are-
walking my dog, i used to see this older man
and whenever I said good morning,
he replied ‘GREAT morning’-
in fact, all the creative ways our people greet each other
may be the icing on this flaming trash cake hurtling through the ether.
when the clerk says how are you
and i say ‘i’m blessed and highly favored’
i mean my toes have met sand, and wiggled in it, a lot.
i mean i have laughed until i choked and a friend slapped my back.
i mean my niece wrote me a note: ‘you are so smart + intellajet’
i mean when we do go careening into the sun,
i’ll miss crossing guards ushering the grown folks too, like ducklings
and the lifeguards at the community pool and
men who yelled out the window that they’d fix the dent in my car,
right now! it’d just take a second-
and actually everyone who tried to keep me alive, keep me afloat,
and if not unblemished, suitably repaired.
but I won’t feel too sad about it,
becoming a star
--Eve L Ewing, "eschatology"