Thank you. That was long enough. Well done, you. Last week was a week of contrasts. Floody rains, sunshine, more rain. We went to a double-header baseball game, the first game having been rained out. Although you see empty seats behind the batter in the collage, above, there were actually other people in the stadium, just not so many right behind home plate from the angle I was shooting.
The cats were hilarious, as always. Fiona and Izzy have nearly torn open the roof of their playhouse but it hasn't caved in, yet. Perhaps they desire a skylight? At any rate, when one of them lies on top of the box, the roof is sagging. Fiona also occasionally worked on the "If it fits, I sits" concept, squeezing herself into a fairly small box and looking perfectly content.
I thought last week was going to be completely devoid of book arrivals when nothing had shown up by Saturday but Huzzybuns went to the old house to mow the yard and discovered a parcel sitting by the garage door. Oops, need to update that publicist. We're getting close to our 2-year anniversary in the new house (and praying we'll get rid of the old one by the time we reach the 2-year benchmark).
Last week's arrivals:
- A Single Breath by Lucy Clarke - unsolicted from Touchstone
Last week's posts:
- Is That My Cat? by Jonathan Allen (review)
- Mini Time! Countdown City by Ben H. Winters and You Can Date Boys When You're Forty by Dave Barry (reviews)
- The Heaven of Animals by David James Poissant and Fiona Friday (review and cat photo)
- The White Tiger by Aravind Adiga
- Femininity by Susan Brownmiller
- How to Lose a Lemur by Frann Preston-Gannon
- Ode to Childhood: Poetry to Celebrate the Child, ed. by Lucy Gray
- The Accidental Caregiver by Gregor Collins (memoir) - The memoir of an actor who became one of several caregivers to an elderly Jewish woman who escaped from Austria after the Anschluss. This is such a charming memoir; I am loving every minute of the reading and I confess I may be dragging it out a bit.
- The Forest Unseen: A Year's Watch in Nature by David George Haskell (for F2F discussion)
- Inside Poetry Out: An Introduction to Poetry by John O. Hayden - for National Poetry Month (from my personal collection). This book has already been helpful. I began reading Ode to Childhood when it arrived and found some of the poems a little difficult to understand but on the second attempt, even though I've only read 26 pages of Inside Poetry Out, I found that I looked at the poems in a completely different light and was able to understand most of them, even when archaic words were used. Wahoo for that.
- Birds of America by Lorrie Moore (short stories) - I've only read 2 stories, so far. I didn't like the first one at all but the second story had that resonant quality I often find myself seeking. It's not necessary to relate to characters to enjoy a short story but it certainly helps.
- In Paradise by Peter Matthiessen - I've just barely begun reading this one. Note that I only have added two of the books I'm reading to my sidebar. That's because I've been feeling pretty scattered, lately, and when I feel that way I tend to abandon books so I don't like to add them to the sidebar knowing they may come right back down. We'll see what happens, this week.
It's hard to imagine an ensemble movie like Notting Hill working as well, today. Where do you go that people are actually sitting around doing nothing but chatting with each other at restaurants? Nowhere! Every group has at least one person staring at some sort of electronic device. I've seen entire tables at which everyone is completely silent because they're all thumbing their iPhones. It's lovely to recall that not all that long ago people gave each other their full attention.
Besides lovely comic timing and a pretty terrific cast (Sam Neill and Patrick Warburton), The Dish has a fantastic music soundtrack. So does Notting Hill, for that matter, but I have a particular fondness for Sixties music.
I wanted to watch The Princess Bride, next, since we were watching some of our favorite comedies, but we didn't manage to locate our copy so next up was Romancing the Stone.
Ohmygosh, I had no idea Romancing the Stone is 30 years old! But, there are landlines and a pay phone in the movie, and Joan Wilder types her romances on a typewriter, not a computer. That tells you something, doesn't it? And, I guess the hair is a dead giveaway.
Anyway, I was a little distracted and didn't pay as much attention to Romancing the Stone as the other movies we watched but, again, it's a movie that's held up beautifully. In all three cases, I found myself spitting out lines before the actors said them or reciting along with them.
Grogan: So, you can die two ways, angel: quick like the tongue of a snake, or slower than the molasses in January.
Joan Wilder: [voiceover] But it was October.
Grogan: I'll kill you, goddammit, if it's the Fourth of July!
Bwah-ha! How can you not love that kind of writing? Fun. Now, I need to dig a little harder to find The Princess Bride.
Hope you all had a fabulous week! Rain is moving in, again, as I type and I can hear the neighbor's outdoor cat howling. I hope they bring him in before the sky opens up. Happy Monday!
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