Reading, Reading, Reading

So, at some point, I had decided to re-dedicate my blogging to media (of sorts). Mainly reading, but also movies & music.

And while right now, the big event on my weekend horizon will be seeing the newest (and last, sigh) Harry Potter movie, right now I want to write about books.

I normally head to the library for something to read, with an occasional foray into buying something for my Kindle (like when I'm going on vacation or somewhere else I wouldn't want to lug or lose a library book - like the beach).

Last weekend we were planning to (and did, in fact) go to the beach in RI with our good friends/neighbors. So I purchased a book for my Kindle - the latest of Charlaine Harris' Sookie Stackhouse books, Dead Reckoning. It was really good, couldn't put it down. Now, when I say good, I don't mean good as in To Kill a Mockingbird good (which I also re-read recently, but that's the subject for another post), but good as in, "can't wait for the next episode of True Blood," good. See the difference.?

In fact, Ms. Harris' books are very much like television, given their serial nature. And while one has to wait longer in between "seasons," with a book, one can experience the particular story arc in anywhere from a day to a few days, depending on how much time one can devote to it.

These books (for me at least) are guilty pleasures. And like other guilty pleasures (ie., potato chips, ice cream, chocolate) are consumed quickly, sometimes furtively, and to much satisfaction. But they aren't quite filling. But because they don't require a large chunk of time & concentration, they are perfect for the summer.

No, it wasn't just me...

So I found out that aggressive volunteer person is pretty miserable. The whole incident threw my morning out of whack, but I returned for an afternoon shift that went very well, thank you very much. Did I say "miserable?" What I probably meant was territorial. Anyhoo... My cats have been fighting like cats and, well, cats for the last 12 hours or so. But it's daytime now, so they'll probably nap. But it's dark, like it's going to rain really hard & really soon, so who knows? The magnitude of growling coming from one fairly small (10 lbs) gray fur ball is really amusing. Especially considering she is being egged on by a very kittenish 1-2 year old cat who outweighs her by 2-3 pounds. (Which doesn't sound like a lot, but we're talking cats here.)

Why?

So, I show up for a substitute gig this morning. Only to find I'm not needed. And not only not needed, but seemingly warned off by a very aggressive, territorial person. Personally, I think 8:15 a.m. is a bit early to be getting all up in someone's face, but that's just me. What's up with that? I'm not trying to taking money out of your pocket or food off your table. There was simply a misunderstanding, and a pretty innocuous one at that. And, yes, I am needed this afternoon - by which time, I hope that particular person has gone off to lick their wounds, or whatever. Sheesh!

Well, so much for...

...Lenten time projects. I've now missed a week of blogging.

It's hard to know what to write about. I was used to writing previously about my life, i.e.: my family and my day to day comings & goings.

Then I wanted to turn this into something more anonymous. For various reasons.

Unfortunately, initiative has never been one of my strong points.

Happy St. Patrick's Day...Kind Of

One of my all time favorite songs, "Come On, Eileen" in a mashup with "Mama Said Knock You Out."

You're welcome.

Sticking it out

Not much to say today. I was just over on FB, and let me tell you that my favorite thing about FB is finding friends and re-connecting like not more than a day has passed since your last communication.

Or finding friends and remembering again why you were friends in the first place.

Japan

I don't know what to say, that hasn't already been said by somebody else. Every time I look at footage of what's happened and what's still going on, I am filled with despair and dread. Despair for what the Japanese people are going through and dread for what's yet to come.

Even though I live way the hell on the other side of the planet. I worry a little bit about what this could mean for the planet itself. And for the rest of us.

I have Japanese friends, who while thankfully living in another country currently, have family in Japan still. What must they be going through?

My words are taken away by the seemingly never-ending force of nature.