“And where is that charming cat of yours?”
“You mean Duke? He killed a man. Now he is on the run with a fifty-thousand reward to whoever finds him.”
“Oh, how nice! You always have been so good with your hands.”
A swirling vortex envelops the both of them. “That’s what she said,” a voice mutters against their better reasoning.
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Today I did a lot of reading, much like the day before yesterday or whenever it was. Here is what I read, and then some other things-
[1]Edgar Allan Poe: Poems and Poetics*, edited by Richard Wilbur; this, being composed of selected poems of Poe, it was of course destined to be an excellent book. And it was, though I think I would have enjoyed it more had I not been reading for so long and hungry for dinner. I will have to read it again some time to appreciate all of Poe’s qualities.
[2]I finished Between the Bridge and the River* (I got the title right yesterday) by Craig Ferguson. It was a good book, granted, but, as the back cover claims, this book is, “…guarenteed to offend- regardless of religion, race, national origin, sexual orientation, or profession.” This book was ‘hysterically funny’ as mentioned, but really offensive as well. It did not really offend me, seeing as I am never really offended by anything, but besides others owning this same characteristic I think it would offend everybody else if they read it.
[3]The Way We Talk Now* by Geoffrey Nunberg; this book is composed of essays that are ‘commentaries on language and culture.’ I thoroughly enjoyed this, seeing as I am interested in things people have to say on both of those manners. His comments on slang’s changing part of speech throughout the decades was my favorite.
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Other things I did-
[1]I knit for a bit (rhyme!) on my scarf. It is four feet now, and as I mentioned yesterday I want it to be six feet in the end. I am hoping the third time really is a charm, and tonight’s re-do re-do knitting sleepover will actually work for the better.
[2]I was (and still am) watching Invasion of the Body Snatchers. I am only a few minutes in, but so far it is funny in a creepy sort of way. For some reason, movies of the past decades always seem creepier to me. There is just something about the fact that a movie was made before I was born that creeps me out.
[3]I became excited for tomorrow’s Wednesday Club. It should be riveting. I have five books to return, providing I do not make my way through any more tonight, which I hope to do on top of the knitting and movie-watching and all.
[4]I played games with Lydia, mainly advanced peekaboo. The ‘are you still there behind the tree?’ edition is tremendously exciting to Lydia.
[5]I woke up to the sounds of Abie and Benny punching the floor repeatedly, for some unknown reason. I complained about this but my mother ended up lecturing me for sleeping in the sunroom/playroom and then getting upset when people played in it, so I stopped doing so. The complaining, I mean. I already mentioned the knitting sleepover re-do re-do of tonight.
[6]Speaking of sleeping in the sun room, it gives me the strangest dreams. The one I remember from last night involved mango slushies, of which I have been craving for the longest time. There was something with people turning into zombies or something, too, so it all balanced out to a neutral dream in the end.
I am leaving now, to do the things I mentioned; [a]read, [b]watch the rest of Invasion of the Body Snatchers, and [c]knit. Farewell.
P.S. Apparently, we have internet again but are now going on Netscape instead of Internet Explorer. So, hooray, I can for sure post on here now instead of relying on Lurker’s laptop!
*Also apparently, for some reason, the underlining is not working properly… so that is the reason for the lack of underlines in this post on the book titles.
Tags: between the bridge and the river, books, Edgar Allan Poe, games, invasion of the body snatchers, knitting, movie, peekaboo, pizuzu, scarf, the way we talk now, Wednesday club, words
