Not a whole heck of a lot of bookishness has happened since my Whoopsie-daisy Wednesday substituted for a belated Monday Malarkey, last week. So, this Monday Malarkey post will be interpersed with road trip images from this weekend's visit to Memphis to visit Kiddo, who is temporarily living in Tennessee. I bought the happy Buddha, above, at the Memphis Zoo. Husband calls him, "Nixon Buddha," and followed up that designation with the words, "I am not a crook."
Arrivals since Wednesday:
- Flight from Berlin by David John - via Paperback Swap
Yep, that's it. Just one. We didn't go to any bookstores in Memphis because this trip (in spite of the heat) was all about getting out to check out the area in which Kiddo is staying and trying out some local food.
Posts since Whoospie-daisy Wednesday:
- Fiona Friday - This one, please (cat photo)
Just one post, as well, thanks to Husband's week off. We spent the bulk of the week emptying a large walk-in closet, going through boxes and bins, tossing things out, reorganizing, generally making a pretty significant mess in the living room but with an admirable end result. Hopefully, this will be a decent blogging week. I just never know.
We interrupt this post for a photo of peppers from the Farmer's Market in Memphis:
Books finished since Wednesday:
- Nothin' - Bummer. On the plus side, it's been less than a week and I'm definitely going to finish a book, today.
The same books I was reading on Wednesday, except I've added one more:
- The Big Bad Book of Bill Murray: A Critical Opinion of the World's Finest Actor by Robert Schnakenberg
I don't think Bill Murray would like me (apart from the fact that I never, ever approach famous people I see in public), if only because I don't drink enough. But, I'm having a blast reading about him and had no idea how many actors there are from the Murray family. I was familiar with most of them as individuals but had no idea they were related to Bill.
Ever feel like you're being watched?
Just thought I'd ask. Sometimes I wake up in the hazy morning light (hazy because my eyes don't focus when I wake up) and find that I am, indeed, being very carefully observed:
This week's rough plan:
- Recover from having husband at home for a full week.
- Read, read, read, and read some more.
- Write questions for Anthony Breznican (yes, I still haven't written questions for that elusive Q/A).
- Write a million posts . . . or, at least, a few.
- Write, write, write, and write some more (fiction).
Closing comment by Husband:
After three very Southern and very meaty meals in Memphis, Husband said, "You ate catfish, fried chicken, and sausage, this weekend. You have changed." I'm not a big meat eater or fan of Southern food, you see. But, apparently I'm more open to new food experiences than I was in the past.
I still love my veggies, though.
In other news:
Andi gave me permission to share a photo of the two of us in front of my living room bookshelves. I confess I hate photos of myself (this photo, unfortunately blurry, convinced me it was time to hack off the hair) but we had such a great time I figured I should share the joy. Andi and I were all matchy-matchy in navy and white stripes. Funny! We had a blast and I'm hoping she'll drop through again, some time in the future.
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