Showing posts from November, 2005

Ms. Jolie, could I please have your arms?

I just bought the movie Mr. and Mrs. Smith. I saw it in the theater and LOVED it. So, I decided to make yet another DVD purchase (Jessica, you know I have a sickness). Anyway, I took a break from grading papers earlier this evening and decided to watch it. It was just as good as I remembered it, and I am envious of Angelina Jolie's arms. I wonder how much she works out...obviously, I don't have that kind of will. Admittedly, I trained for a marathon and did run a 23 mile training run (after which I became so ill that I could no longer run the marathon that took place two weeks later...). So, I know that I have it in me to stick to some kind of training routine. HOWEVER...right now, the only training I am doing is flipping the pages of my books.
There really isn't anything new to report. I had a great Thanksgiving (and a great weekend before the holiday with Jess and Jeff!!!). Now, I am just looking forward to a Christmas break filled with pleasure reading while sitting at…

'Tis the Season...but Casey is cute year round!

Hi, everyone. Well, the photo is a little old, but Casey is still the most adorable elf in the world. My hair may not be that blonde anymore (ahhh....chemicals) but at least I know how to pick the men in my life! Casey is my main squeeze.

"This place is the rendezvous of the diseased"

--Matt Bramble, in The Expedition of Humphrey Clinker

This has to be one of the funniest novels I have ever read! This character is an old aristocrat and a hypochondriac. The novel is epistolary (i.e. all letters) and he is constantly writing to his personal physician, lamenting his illnesses...whatever it they are...and also his annoyance at the people in the spa town of Bath, England. Matt Bramble hates Bath because, well, I think "because," he is around genuinely sick people who don't have dignified illnesses such as the headache or gout. Anyway, he goes on and on about the smells of Bath and the wretched people there, and basically ends one of the letters to the doctor with the quote used in the title of today's blog.

The fact that the novel is told through letters got me thinking about blogs. Really, blogs are a story through letters. I always feel uncomfortable reading other people's letters/diaries/, what are we doing with blogs? It is public wr…

Brain Dead

I can't go brain is toast...not even good multigrain toast...I am done.

If I have to read one more chapter of Bleak House (and I do), I may spontaneously combust (just like Mr. Krook). In fact, I still can't get over the whole spontaneous combustion thing. It just happens. I still am not sure why, but maybe I have to finish the book first. I hope I have enough energy to do that. Actually, the book isn't bad. I am just so exhausted right now that I can't think anymore.

Today was a nice day, though. The sky was cloudless and it was just cool enough to put the windows up. I stayed in most of the day, except for a brief detour to Wal-Mart. My VCR broke...and, I haven't replaced all of my movies on tape with new DVD, I still need a VCR. I found a VCR-DVD player on sale and happily purchased it. I am not sure what to make of it plays so well compared to the last one! Who knew that the VCR would play an entire movie without shutting off?