I finished Nabokov's autobiography. I really enjoyed it. His lyrical writing made my heart flutter. Now, let's talk about Henry James. I have bumbled my way through 30 pages of his Wings of the Dove. As far as I can tell, the characters are talking in circles. But I think I am just not getting... Continue Reading →
The Pennsylvania Polka
It's Groundhog Day. Props to Phil for not seeing his shadow. It's another snow day here. I am puttering about the house, doing long put-off chores. And I can't get the song "Pennsylvania Polka" out of my head. Maybe if I watch Groundhog Day, the song will somehow depart from my brain.
Four Months
Four months from today I will be 36...I have about, oh, 33 things left to do! Time to get serious.
Self Diagnosis
I've diagnosed myself with cabin fever. If you answer yes to the following questions, you may have it, too. Are you restless? Are you irritable? Are you excessively sleeping? Are you experiencing irrational frustration with everyday objects? A two-minute respite is available here.
Tongue Twister
Say this ten times fast: My noisy neighbors are my nemeses My noisy neighbors are my nemeses My noisy neighbors are my nemeses... While looking up the plural of nemesis, I discovered that Nemesis was a Greek goddess. The goddess of retribution, who "punishes excessive pride, undeserved happiness, and the absence of moderation." Well, the... Continue Reading →
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