Friday, February 08, 2008

Y'all Make My Day and Mwah!

I begged Heather to let me post this uplifting photo of her beautiful daughter, Ellie, to open my version of the You Make My Day post. Thanks, Heather!!! Isn't it the perfect happy photo? Just looking at it makes my day.

Since I've been so slow to get this post typed up, I've been tagged for the You Make My Day award by (gulp) six bloggers: Heather, Eva, CJ, Bonnie, Jenclair, and Amy. Because all six of them have obviously posted on the You Make My Day award and they all make my day, I've decided to send each one a separate award (which Bonnie gave me . . . and I just discovered Raidergirl3 also gave me -- right back at both of you!!!). Here you go, guys:

The point of the Mwah! award is "to hand some of that love and kindness back around to those who have been so very, very, very good to me in this bloggy world. My hope is that those who receive this award will pass it on to those who have been very, very, very good to them as well. It's a big kiss, of the chaste platonic kind, from me to you with the underlying 'thanks' message implied. I really do appreciate your support and your friendship and yes, your comments. ... Mwah!"

What a nice sentiment, don't you think?

~~~ We interrupt this post for a special annoyance. Or, announcement. I tried -- oh, how I tried, people -- to write "little blurbs" about why I adore all the people who are on my "You Make My Day List". But, there's this problem, see . . . they were turning into essays. I am so filled with adoration that I can't shut up. So, I've decided to delete the descriptions and just post a list. Trust me; they're all worth visiting. End Annoying Announcement~~~

And, The Official You Make My Day List . . . I must add that the following bloggers are only a few of those who regularly make my day (because I'm supposed to choose 10, I believe) and that I decided not to bother checking to make sure they hadn't already been tagged because . . . well, because I feel like it and they still make my day, even if they're also making someone else's (which they probably are):

Kookiejar of A Fraternity of Dreamers
Cupcake of A Truth Universally Acknowledged
Raidergirl3 of An Adventure in Reading
SuziQ of Blogging My Books
Tara of Books and Cooks
Nikki of Keep This on the DL - Update: You must read her post about The New Guy. I nearly fell out of my chair.
Carrie of My Middle Name is Patience
Stephanie of The Written Word
Nat of In Spring it is the Dawn
Jessica of In Search of Dessert

I could go on. But, I'm not supposed to and everyone knows what a sweet, well-behaved little thing I used to be. I'm falling back on my past to try to make myself behave in the present.

Sorry for the posting delay - next up will be the promised book reviews. I read another book, yesterday, in between naps. Apparently, I ran out of fizz because I slept and slept and slept and read and read and slept and slept and slept. Anyway, I finished Point Blank by Anthony Horowitz and the next 5 posts will be book reviews unless someone slips me a highly caffeinated drink. I could have probably used one, yesterday.

Happy Weekend!!

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Wahoo! Wednesday, cont'd

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These are mostly favorite sights spotted on Saturday. Hope you like them. Today, the sun came out! Wahoo! But, the camera did not. Awww. I hope to get out and about with the camera, tomorrow. In the meantime, some wahooey bits and pieces from Saturday's swim meet at Delta State University.

1. Absolute favorite totally wahooey jammers (no way you'd have difficulty spotting your child in these -- psychedelic, dude):

2. Favorite photo of a towel that looks like it says something it does not (use your imagination and pretend it's not upside-down; I touched up a bit to make it look even more like what I thought I saw before I stopped, giggled and resumed acting like a grown-up):

3. This is a lousy photo, but it's my favorite winter swimming fashion statement:

4. Another lousy photo (I needed a tripod) . . . favorite photo of a swimmer running on water. Okay, yeah, he was actually just jumping in but it's fun to pretend.

5. Favorite photo of Delta State's unofficial mascot, the "Fighting Okra", looking a wee bit angry about his situation:

5. Favorite sign:

Up next: I am going to get to that "You Make My Day" post. Oh, yes I am.

Just finished: The Giver by Lois Lowry. This means I am now 4 book reviews behind, so expect a few book reviews in the coming days, as well.

Must dunk self in tub of warm water. Wishing everyone a very wahooey week!

Bookfool, slightly sleepy and maybe just a tad dirty

One Wahoo - more later

Most of my wahoo focus was intended to be related to the Saturday swim meet, today (because it was definitely very wahooey), but I have to throw in a big wahoo for the safety of my handsome eldest, who sat out the worst of yesterday's storms in a part of Memphis, Tennessee that was not hit directly by the tornadoes. He did see the formation of a tornado and many distant explosions, but wisely chose to stay put when he heard news that Midtown Memphis (where he now lives) was "getting socked" and someone's roof was in the middle of a road on his path home. Many grateful wahooey thanks to God for his safety and prayers go out to those who lost homes, friends and loved ones in Tuesday's terrible storms.

Will share more wahoos, later.

Bookfool, about to rush out the door to fetch the youngest.

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

The Bleeding Dusk Drawing - sticky post!! - page down for recent posts

February 5 is today! Ack! I'm sorry, I have a problem with days of the week. I thought it was the 4th.

So, I've just finally gotten around to drawing a name out of the hat for the winner of a copy of The Bleeding Dusk or one of the other books by Colleen (doesn't matter which one) and the winner is . . . .

drumroll, please . . .

Trish of Hey Lady, Watcha Readin'?

Congratulations, Trish!

I know you're going to have fun reading. :)

This one's my kid

Just to clarify . . . the young swimmer with a Meg Cabot book in her hand and an inability to put her book down long enough to eat her chips (whom I'd obviously love to adopt because she'd fit in so well) is not my child. This one's mine:


And, yep, he read on the trip up to Delta State. Here's an older photo of him reading, prior to what we call The Hair Rebellion (he refuses to cut his hair and deliberately musses it up so he looks like he stuck his finger in a light socket):

Like mother, like son.

Friday, February 01, 2008

Daymaking and Estella Coolness

First things first (because Stephen Covey insists that's the order I must use):


The latest issue of Estella's Revenge has been available for your reading pleasure since the first of February (I'm just slow to post). Squeee! Go soak up some Estella coolness. You'll be glad you did. Also . . . weird . . . my Estella button has disappeared. I still have the HTML encoding in my sidebar, but the button isn't showing up. Has anyone else had this problem? I'm not sure what to do about it.


Both Heather and Eva tagged me for the You Make My Day Award. Eva has since commented on the bloggerly "lovefest" that this award has sparked and I must admit I've been enjoying the posts. Thanks, Eva and Heather!! Sorry for the delay. I've recently observed that I'm tremendously disappointed when bloggers don't tag specific other bloggers to carry on the awards (and I've done that; it gets more difficult to narrow down to just a few, each time) so this time I'll make a point of tagging, although I'm going to save that for a separate post because I'm a little pressed for time.

On Saturday we were in Cleveland, MS, attending a swim meet at Delta State University. I'll do a separate post on that, later, also. But, I have to tell you we really enjoyed the fact that the meet was a small one, so there was room to find a relatively quiet corner to read. I zipped through half of Anonymous Lawyer by Jeremy Blachman and finished it up at home, Saturday night. This morning, I finished reading Sailing Alone Around the World by Captain Joshua Slocum. So, February is looking like it may end up a decent reading month.

In other good news, this blog has not been getting hits based on the "family-friendly blog" post I added, just out of curiosity (to see whether adding a few words and names effected my keyword activity). I'll remove that post when I have a moment, but I've been very pleased to note that almost all of the keyword activity I've read, when I've gone to check my stats, has been in reference to book titles, poems, author names or generally harmless, often book-related, key words. Yippee for that!

Photos of swim meet and a few anecdotes will be forthcoming. In the meantime, here's my favorite sight at the swim meet (except for watching my delightful youngest child swim, of course):
It was a joy to behold.

More later!

Who Creamed Peaches, Anyway? by Stevi Mittman

Who Creamed Peaches, Anyway? by Stevi Mittman
Copyright 2008
Harlequin NEXT
Fiction/Contemporary Romance/Mystery
283 pages

I stuck that nifty door-hanger thing on the doorknob. It didn't work. When a guy wants to talk, he's going to talk.

What led you to pick up this book?
The author has become an email friend but I was meant to interview her for Estella's Revenge and then my life went down the proverbial drain and I didn't contact her for months. When I saw her book on the racks, I wrote to apologize and she sent me a copy. Thank you, Stevi! And, honestly, don't you love authors?

Summarize the plot but don't give away the ending. Who Creamed Peaches, Anyway? continues the series starring mother, decorator and sleuth Teddi Bayer and her boyfriend detective, Drew Swoones. When Drew's partner is arrested for the murder of Peaches Lipschitz (also known as the "Hooker Housewife") and Drew is barred from investigating, Teddi decides to do her own sleuthing. But, she has to pretend she has broken up with Drew in order to ensure that it doesn't appear that he's involved in the investigation. And, sometimes it's just a little difficult to determine whether he's doing a fantastic job of pretending or he really has lost interest.

What did you like most about the book? Again, the characters.

What did you think of the characters? I love Teddi's tenacity and the honest portrayal of the frustrations of being a mother, daughter, and a woman in general. I love the cop hero, Drew. He's almost too good to be true, but then so are Ranger and Joe in the Stephanie Plum series, right? So, I say, "Well done." Love a good, sensitive alpha male. And, I love Teddi's annoying mother.

Share a favorite scene from the book: I thought the ending was perfect, but I can't give it away.

In general: I'm very fond of the relationship dynamics between Drew and Teddi and that is what really brings me back to the Teddi Bayer books as I'm not a big fan of mysteries, cozy or otherwise. The secondary storyline with Teddi's son, Jesse, made me cringe. But, I thought the mystery was good. This is a lighthearted series and I will miss it immensely. Harlequin is ditching the NEXT line. I'm really irritated with Harlequin. I love Stevi's light, humorous style.

Don't feel like rating, tonight. Numbers are irritating me, like an itch that won't go away. Weird. In general, I enjoyed the mystery and felt very uncomfortable with the secondary storyline but the characters still win out and I was very happy with the conclusion. This one has a little graphic sex and a lot of innuendo.

Just finished: The World According to Mimi Smartypants

Added to the ridiculous number of books I'm juggling: Anonymous Lawyer by Jeremy Blachman

Possible substitute names for CR-V lacking its lettering:
Stealth Honda
Mystery Honda
Pretend-Invisible Honda
Anonymous Honda

Can't write after this because the formatting goes blooey, so the following will be the last item in this post, with apologies to those who like a tidy post-ending . . .

Recent keyword analysis, which I find stunningly reassuring (Ostrich poems? Seriously?):

12.50%ostrich poems
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drill down16.25%life on long island can be murder series , steve mittman
drill down16.25%book reviews of the natzi officers wife
drill down16.25%alice in wonderland and through the looking glass book w/ dusk cover
drill down16.25%al weatherhead 3
drill down16.25%tapping bible verses vietnam pows
drill down16.25%is twilight by stephanie meyer appropriate?
drill down16.25%daphne du maurier
drill down16.25%psychic premonition for heather
drill down16.25%movie chocolat and color red
drill down16.25%quotes, alice through the looking glass
drill down16.25%alaska flying doctor
drill down16.25%tangerine by edward bloor
drill down16.25%my cousin rachel, daphne maurier

This is a family-friendly blog

Content removed - experiment was a success. I found that my blog is luring the people I prefer to drop by (that's you). Thanks for not hating me for mentioning certain people and topics.

Thursday, January 31, 2008

Monkey Star by Brenda Scott Royce


Monkey Star by Brenda Scott Royce
Copyright 2007
New American Library
Fiction/Contemporary
341 pages

What led you to pick up this book? The author, bless her heart, read that her first book, Monkey Love, was one of my "smile inducers" in 2007 and that I'm on a book diet . . . and sent me a copy. I love authors. Thank you, Brenda!

Summarize the plot but don't give away the ending. The second book about Holly Heckerling, Monkey Star begins with Holly in a tight spot. Low on money, behind on her rent and unsure about her relationship with boyfriend Tom, Holly agrees to fly from New York to California, where her best friend Carter needs Holly to step in as her Lamaze coach. Carter's husband Danny -- Holly's former stand-up comedy partner -- has landed a part in a romantic comedy film and invites Holly along to the set, where she ends up working as an animal trainer. When the film's leading man takes interest in Holly and money begins to roll in, she starts to wonder if she belongs in Hollywood instead of New York.

What did you like most about the book? I love, love, love the characters. They're unique and quirky. Brenda Scott Royce has a terrific sense of humor and endows all of her characters with unusual, hilarious traits that are (for the most part) believable, if sometimes a little over the top. Maybe it's even the over-the-top aspect that makes them so realistic.

What did you think of the characters? Wait! Didn't I just . . . okay, yeah. I love them. There's an echo in this room. Well, let me just say this . . . I adore Holly's goofy, extended family. The only thing I hate about them is that I want to adopt them all and I can't have them. They're fictional, for one thing (always problematic).

Share a favorite scene from the book: I loved the part in which Holly was stuck in her milk door, particularly when help arrived and she was being tugged at one end and and pushed on the other. Plus, if you like reading about a few good heart-throb male characters (and I do), it's doubly joyful.

In general: Loads of fun. The New York City setting is so wonderful that I was kind of disappointed when Holly flew out to California and stayed there, although it really didn't detract from the story, apart from stretching the suspension of disbelief a bit (the movie star bit). I'm so fond of the characters that I'd probably even enjoy a Holly Heckerling story set in . . . say, Arkansas . . . if it involved Holly, her crazy relatives and her friends. And, any author would be pushing it to set a book in Arkansas.

4/5 - Slightly slow development at times, but overall an excellent contemporary read, definitely above average for the uniqueness of its characters. I would highly recommend this book for people who enjoy light, contemporary fiction that will occasionally embarrass you if you read it in public (you know, the snort thing . . . like when you read a Janet Evanovich or a really good Bill Bryson in a waiting room without a TV--although, I'm pretty sure there is no such thing, anymore, as a quiet waiting room).

Added to the reading list, today: Cotillion by Georgette Heyer

Why do I torment myself by balancing so many books? I'm fickle. And, maybe just a little on the ADD side. But, you knew that, right?

Weather report: Save us!! The weather in Vicksburg has been utterly, completely hideous. Kiddo had a day off from school, yesterday, thanks to a power outage caused by Tuesday's storms. Today, he returned to school but deputies were directing traffic because much of the power was still out, including the traffic lights . . . and it stormed, again. One of Will's classes had to be moved to a room with working lights and then a tornado watch meant they had to duck out of another. On the plus side, his day off gave us a little extra time to fetch things from Hobby Lobby (in Jackson) for a project we'd done a bad job of helping him toss together. There, I'm ending on a positive note. Go, me.

Where the heck have the wahoos gone? Oh, sorry. a) I'm forgetful and b) the weather has been so awful for so long that I haven't taken more than a dozen photographs in the past two weeks -- and they were all photos of book covers and the new car. I just feel silly wahooing without any photographs. Pray the weather changes, soon, if you're craving a wahoo post.

This photo makes me happy:

And, this man obviously played chess before, um, "The Incident". His relatives still talk in hushed tones and scorn boards with squares upon them:

Umm, okay.

Bookfool, whose head periodically feels explosive for reasons other than deep thinking

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

The Bleeding Dusk by Colleen Gleason

The Bleeding Dusk by Colleen Gleason
Release date: February 5, 2008!!! Good luck, Colleen!
Signet Eclipse
Paranormal Romance
346 pages (ARC)

What led you to pick up this book? I would have bought it, anyway, of course. But, Colleen had her publisher send me an advanced reader. Did I tell you Colleen is uber cool?

Summarize the plot but don't give away the ending. The third installment in the Victoria Gardella Vampire series takes place in Italy, as Victoria takes over the job of Illa Gardella (top vampire killer) and goes in search of a missing key to open the door of a long-locked laboratory. Victoria, aided by Max and still unsure of the loyalty of her dubious sometimes-lover, Sebastian, fights both vampires and a demon who has returned to earth.

What did you like most about the book? I love everything about this series, but particularly the action, the setting (love the time period), the characters, the dilemmas Victoria must face as a woman and the courage with which she faces each new challenge. Also, Colleen's writing is impeccable. I always feel like I'm completely immersed in the time and place; suspension of disbelief is simply not an issue.

What did you think of the characters? I adore the characters. All of them. I love the vampire slayers and it's easy to work up a fierce desire to stab the bad guys.

Share a favorite scene from the book: I can't! I'll give everything away! But, my favorite scene is right near the end and has to do with Victoria, Max, Sebastian, Beauregard, dripping blood, holy water. I can't even begin to tell you what a fabulous ending this book has.

In general: Better than the second book (which I loved), less graphic sex, more development of an already-terrific cast; a tremendous thrill-ride of a novel. Don't let the "romance" categorization put you off; the Victoria Gardella series is heavy on action and too fun to miss.

5/5 - A little slow at the beginning, but once it gets going you'll need a safety belt. It's one heck of a fun ride.

Second DNF of 2008: The Pickwick Papers because I realized I was skirting the book, avoiding it. Too saccharine? Too useful as a doorstop? Too many books at once? Probably a combination. But, I've decided that since it's almost February, I'm just going to move right along. Dickens and I will get together another time. Sorry, Chuck.

Just finished: Who Creamed Peaches, Anyway? by Stevi Mittman

Current weather conditions: Gusty. I'm going to have to shut down because the power is flickering, darn it. So much for evening computer fun.

Be good and eat all your Wheaties,
Bookfool in bad weather (with flashlight)

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Weird Conversations, a Meme, the Cost of Prayer and eAt MoRe cHiKin--WARNING, long post!!!

Some weekends are like that . . .

I still haven't felt like blogging or writing reviews--not sure what's up with that, but I sat down a couple of times and just stared at the screen, this weekend. However (this part is bizarre and unprecedented . . . at least in recent years), I did go on a cleaning frenzy. The "office", formerly eldest's bedroom, is now quite tidy. And thanks to some pretty amazing weather, today (60's, sunny, a hint of breeze), my front yard is looking neater. No need for help from the Mormons; just stick that strapping 16-year-old behind the other rake and . . . well, it still takes more time than what's required for the job to be completed by 4 Mormons because the yard is big and there are just two of us, but we've got improvement and we're happy. My handsome youngest, a few months ago, so you can visualize the kiddo with a rake:

Obviously, he didn't inherit my shrimp genes.

There really ought to be a book in this, somewhere . . .

Eldest Kid Antics, or something like that. Eldest called home complaining that his truck was making a "loud humming noise; I mean, really loud." He wanted his father's advice, but the Huz was en route home from places far. I asked Eldest to describe the noise, when he was hearing it, how it started, blah, blah, blah. And, it sounded like a tire issue to me -- either that or just the pitch of the pavement. Was there any construction going on? Could it be just the pitch of a new surface? "No," he said, "it can't be the road. It's really, really loud." I won't go into the whole weekend saga, but let's just say he spoke to his father and they bounced around ideas and he somehow managed to convince himself that it was a major engine problem . . . then he looked at his tires. And, they looked a bit . . . flabby. One air-pressure gauge and tire-filling run later and --miracle!-- the noise is gone. I'm so smart it kills me. Kidding, kidding.

Meme time! I begged Kookie to tag me for this one. Eva is the creator of this meme.

Which book do you irrationally cringe away from reading, despite seeing only positive reviews?
Easy . . . The Kite Runner. It sounds so utterly depressing that I just haven't talked myself into reading it, yet, although a friend sent me her copy and eventually I'll give it a try. I'm actually always hesitant to read the latest "in" book and tend to wait till hot-selling books are no longer getting a great deal of buzz, before I read them, but this one really makes me cringe.

If you could bring three characters to life for a social event (afternoon tea, a night of clubbing, perhaps a world cruise), who would they be and what would the event be?
Well, I'll tell ya . . . I don't usually latch onto character names and hold them in my memory, so this is a rough one. But, I'll say Tom Sawyer and Elizabeth Bennet go on a Mediterranean cruise with Loki, the prankster god of Norse mythology. Imagine the fun.

(Borrowing shamelessly from the Thursday Next series by Jasper Fforde): You are told you can't die until you read the most boring novel on the planet. While this immortality is great for a while, eventually you realize it's past time to die. Which book would you expect to get you a nice grave?
Oh, wow, another hard one. I tend to just set aside books that don't work for me and give them another try later. If a second or third attempt doesn't work, they're swapped or given away and I erase them from my mind. However, I've attempted Gone with the Wind three times and never gotten past page 50. I can't say it would bore me to death, but the timing certainly wasn't right.

Come on, we've all been there. Which book have you pretended, or at least hinted, that you've read when in fact you've been nowhere near it?
Honestly? I can't say I've ever done that. But, there may have been times that the opposite was true -- I forget I've read a book until someone begins to talk about it and I realize, "Oh, yeah, I read that eons ago." I just realized, recently, that I read A Christmas Carol a long time ago. And, for years I've thought my life had a big Dickens-shaped hole that I desperately needed to fill.

As an addition to the last question, has there been a book that you really thought you had read, only to realize when you read a review about it/go to "reread" it, that you haven't? Which book?
If I have, it's slipped my mind.

You're interviewing for the post of Official Book Advisor to some VIP (who's not a big reader). What's the first book you recommend and why? (If you feel like you'd have to know the person, go ahead and personalize the VIP).
That's hard because I really do think you have to know a person to get a feel for his or her taste, but I'll cheat a little and say The Count of Monte Cristo or The Three Musketeers. I've always thought either would be a great to use as a learning tool in school because they're intelligently written and rife with action. I was shocked to find that Alexandre Dumas was strictly a "money writer" and churned those chunksters out like muffins. Anyway, I have to go with Dumas because too many people have already used To Kill a Mockingbird and I don't want to be dull.

A good fairy comes and grants you one wish: You will have perfect reading comprehension in the foreign language of your choice. Which language to you go with?
Spanish. Ever since a friend-- born in Spain and enthusiastically bi-lingual-- sat down beside me in the high school hallway and read poetry to me in Spanish (then explained how much the poem lost in the translation), I've longed to learn Spanish. I'd gobble up everything Pablo Neruda has written.

A mischievous fairy says you must choose one book that you will reread once a year for the rest of your life (you can read other books, as well). Which book would you pick?
Desiree by Annemarie Selinko. I've read it 4 times and would happily reread it yearly. You can read bits of it, here. I'd reread The Count of Monte Cristo annually, also. Oops, more cheating.

I know that the book blogging community, and its various challenges, have pushed my reading borders. What's one bookish thing you "discovered" from book blogging (maybe a new genre, or author, or new appreciation for cover art--anything)?
Well, let me think. I've discovered I really dislike challenges because I'm far too spontaneous. I want to read what I want to read when I choose, as opposed to feeling obligated to stick to a list. But, I've also discovered that I love spooky books. Two years ago, I would have walked over fire to avoid anything scary, but Carl's RIP Challenge changed that. It's the only challenge I actually eagerly look forward to.

That good fairy is back for one final visit. Now, she's granting you your dream library! Describe it. Is everything leather-bound? Is it full of first edition hardcovers? Pristine trade paperbacks? Perhaps a few favorite authors have inscribed their works? Go ahead--let your imagination run free.
Okay, I really like the library in Arundel Castle (West Sussex, England), but I can't find a photo. Darn. And, truly, it's too big for one little scrap of a family, so I'll say mahogany book cases with the classic sliding ladder, a few hardcover copies of favorite books but mostly crisp trade paperbacks. Plushy leather chairs and sofa, a marble fireplace, tables and a large desk that match the book cases. Oh, and I'd prefer that all the book cases contain glass doors to discourage dust. Lamps, lamps, lamps everywhere. I have quite a few autographed books, but I'd love to own more. There should be lots of windows to let in loads of light during the daytime hours and French doors to a veranda overlooking a broad expanse of trees, flowers and a bubbling river. You can really get carried away with this one. Back to my normal foolishness . . .

eAt MoRe cHikIn:

I got a note from PDXposed host Jon's production manager, Julie (wave, wave) in response to my comment about finding out what he eats in order to stay so slim. She said chicken. Lots of chicken. And, steak on Sundays. Here's a Hawaiian rooster's response to that.

He's obviously showing off his good side.

One more story! My Bible study group just began a new session, yesterday, and I still owed the church money for the last Bible study book (having zipped out of town, repeatedly, I managed to acquire the book without paying for it). Kiddo brought my checkbook in the middle of the introductory video and I didn't want to disturb anyone, so I held my check until it was time to pass prayer requests down the row. One of the ladies looked at my check, within the pile of prayer requests and said, "Wow, those are some expensive prayers." Hahaha. Well, I thought it was funny.

Now, everyone pray that I can talk myself into writing a book review, tomorrow. Or, you can cross your fingers. Whatever works.

Bookfool, still dripping with joy from her day in the sunshine

Friday, January 25, 2008

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Babble Break! The Tale of the Snorkeling Television Host, Jessica's Etsy, and Whatever Else Comes to Mind

Oooh, look at all the little fishies!

Yep, Hawaiian fishies. Pretty, aren't they? I took that with a disposable underwater camera because my own camera objects to moisture, vehemently.

ADD moment (aka, Change of Topic): It's been about 5 days since I finished The Bleeding Dusk and it is such a fantastic, entertaining thrill-ride of a book that I've been letting my thoughts roll around (bashing against the interior of my skull - great word picture, eh?) before writing up my review. I want to do it justice and this one requires some pondering. Hope to get to that and a review of Monkey Star, soon. For now, I'm kind of bored with myself and haven't been in the mood to write. So, today's post is going to be just chatter.

Yeah, okay, so back to the fishies. The following is a tale from Hawaii. Of course, you all know I could mine Hawaii for stories indefinitely, right? Anyway . . . . Huzzybuns and I went snorkeling whilst in Hawaii. We stayed at a place where boats passed visibly and regularly (and close to author Patricia Wood's docked boat . . . gah, still kicking myself for not getting in touch with her before I left-- you should definitely read her book, Lottery, if you haven't; had to throw that in). The Huz noticed the passing boats were rather packed with giddy tourists. In my photos of those boats, I've counted up to 25 people, so his powers of observation haven't yet faded. Because he thought it would be a better option to pay slightly more to go out on a boat with fewer passengers, we ended up on this pretty little yacht-like gem for "a three-hour cruise, a three-hour cruise" (ask me if that thought freaked us out, O Gilligan fans . . . answer: just a little):

That's Bookfool, far to stern, pointing a 300mm lens at passing dolphins. In the cabin is one of the crew, whose name flitted out of my head before we even docked (she's a marine biologist), and next to me, in the red shirt, is a rather ebullient fellow named Jon.

Jon made an interesting comment that led me to believe he worked in movies or television, shortly after we pulled away from the dock; but, it wasn't until we were standing at the stern of the boat, discussing Honolulu traffic, that he dropped a second hint and I bit. Just at the moment I mentioned the large number of pedestrian deaths described in the newspaper, an ambulance drove past onshore with its lights blaring. Jon said, "And, cue," with a swoop of his arm and a pointing finger.

Bookfool could not let a hint like that pass, as she is nothing if not a curious chick. So, I asked the evil question, "What do you do?" I call this an evil question because, near as I can tell, I have no designation. Jon replied that he's the producer of a local Portland, Oregon show called PDXposed, and that he was in Hawaii to scout out locations for a future show (highlights are "music, arts, travel and entertainment"). The Portland airport is known as PDX, so the show's name is a, "little play on words, there." I didn't say so, but I thought Jon was host material; he's incredibly outgoing and talks to everyone on equal footing.

And, it turned out he was actually being slightly humble; Jon is the host of PDXposed, and a very good one. He's filmed 68 shows, most of which are archived at their website. And, he is definitely going back to Hawaii to film in May; they're even taking a tour group (see Jon's blog for details). I found that the clips I watched were family friendly . . . and then my speakers stopped working. And, my glasses broke. And, actually, the dryer is still acting hinky. I've been sucked into some kind of a metal fatigue vortex, I think, but anyway . . . I recommend the PDXposed site and I can tell you the host is a genuinely friendly, personable guy. Always nice to know, yes?

Here he is underwater and seemingly headless with the marine biologist and another passenger, Julie:

I need to find out what that guy eats; he's so nice and slim.

Other stuff . . . Jessica's Etsy, first:

One of my favorite green-with-envy blogs is Jessica's: In Search of Dessert. She is freaking amazing with a camera, a talented writer, and lucky enough to be surrounded by terrific subject matter to photograph and write about as an expatriate living in beautiful Switzerland. Oh, man, unfair. Anyway, Jessica has just opened an Etsy (craft) site with her mother and it's so uber cool that you must check out Jessica's Etsy. She makes and sells "bookmark books", themed books with bookmarks made from found objects and pretty papers. Here's one of her hoopty designs:


Verry cool, yes?

Second . . . That's not how it works, son.

My eldest called to tell me that he's been allergy-tested. Not sure why he did so, when he could have simply called to acquire his records from the time we had testing done . . . but, okay. This is the humorous part: he's allergic to cats and he's decided he wants to get allergy shots . . . and two kittens. I said, "Umm, the thing with allergies is that you try to avoid your triggers. You don't get shots and then bring home the thing you're allergic to." But, you see, there's a shelter down the road and the kittens are so cute and he's living in an apartment --alone-- for the first time ever and he's sociable and lonely and, and, and . . . he's just so darned funny. I'm working on my, "Let go; he's a grown-up" skills. Wow, is that hard. On the plus side, if he acquires kittens, you know there will be kitty photos coming. I'll have to visit.

Third: It's all Carrie's fault!

Carrie of My Middle Name is Patience posted a link and I'm now completely addicted to this Traveler's IQ Challenge. In fact, the kiddo and I have actually competed to see who can get to the highest level. We're tied at Level 10 (out of 12). Most of the time, I at least hit the correct continent, which is a good starting point. But, wowee. This American needs a new atlas and a block of time. I've guessed as far as 15,000 kilometers away from the correct geographical location of some cities. I probably shouldn't admit that, but I've also hit some cities within 25 kilometers, so I figure it all evens out.

Okay, enough prattle for one day. Next up will be book reviews of The Bleeding Dusk and Monkey Star. I knew you'd be thrilled. You can quit jumping up and down, now.

Bookfool, off to soak her head

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Meet Daisy


Daisy is our new Honda CR-V. She is lovely, however she is totally missing one fine detail: the designation "CR-V" is absent from her body. Doofs at the car lot? I don't know, but they were not fun to deal with and I so disliked the fellow who originally showed us the cars that I sent my husband to finish the final negotiations without me. Last time we bought a car, I did all the talking and enjoyed it because we had a very intelligent, unpushy car dealer. This time . . . moron. He just couldn't get it through his head that I have no interest in extras. I'm a bread-and-butter, vanilla frosting car owner. An air conditioner is the only thing I consider crucial. Anyway, there you go; I think she's pretty. Haven't finished writing my babble, yet, but I hope to have some pointless chatter and interesting links up by tomorrow. In the meantime . . .

It doesn't count:

We stopped at the bookstore, last night. But, this book does not count against me on the book diet because . . . um . . . because I used a gift card. See? It was free. Sort of. So, it doesn't count. The bookmark was on sale; I have no other excuse. I know there's some sort of nautical book challenge going on, out there, and now I wish I'd joined it. Ah, well.

I am now reading five books:
A Hawaiian reader - loving it!
Who Creamed Peaches, Anyway? by Stevi Mittman - fun, cozy mystery with a goofball heroine I adore . . . and good grief, what's wrong with Harlequin? They're ditching the Next series, so this will be the last Teddi Bayer book by Stevi. Every time I find a series I like, Harlequin stops printing them! Argh.
The Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens - a little too goofy; can only bear a chapter or two at a time.
Neuromancer by William Gibson - poisoned future world to counteract the sweetness of Pickwick
Sailing Around the World Alone by Captain Joshua Slocum - surprisingly light, down-to-earth, entertaining and adventurous reading.

Off to wash socks. I'm grateful for washing machines. We have no rocks to beat clothing on in Mississippi, even if we wanted to.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Sick family; back soon

The whole family has been kind of moaning, this week, so please pardon my absence. We're all sidelined with completely different maladies. Also, we had to go buy a car. Darn . . . debt. Not my favorite. But, I do like the new vehicle.

For your entertainment and edification, a few photos:

The view from Pali lookout ("pali" in Hawaiian, means "the cliffs"):

Hawaiian chickens in motion:

Poppet with evil eyes sent from Turkey by friend Karen:

A random happy photo:

Have finished two books due to being unable to move anything but eyeballs--reviews forthcoming, eventually. I'm working on another post, but am giving up for the day. Coming up: babble. Lots of babble. And, maybe a few pictures and a couple of cool links.

Currently reading: The Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens, Who Creamed Peaches, Anyway? by Stevi Mittman, A Hawaiian Reader, Vol. 1, and Neuromancer by William Gibson.

Bookfool, in search of fluffy pillows