Wednesday's Updates
*erg*
am still getting hang of this thing... just lost hour or so of rambling on, by not saving before posting....
Oh well... {grin} I'll fill you in later, i guess.
(promise)
Sean's attempt at a clever update on his life. Sometimes a little more personal than people might hope for, but I usually try to end with a fun link/story. (if you want to make my day, go ahead and comment on any story that you find interesting .)
First update of my online diary of sorts.
Music recently (re?)discovered: Ani DiFranco. Some of her stuff is angrier than others, and still others makes me pretty sure that i would get beat up if i ended up at a concert of hers. However, that is neither here nor there. Thank God for MP3's... friend had over seven hours i could listen to at work. She's very reminescent of Jennifer Nettles to me...
I think that one of the nicest surprises that can happen is to find an artist (whether musical, author, whatever) with a large existing body of work that you really dig. That way you don't have to worry about waiting for months/years for just... one.... more.... book. Or song. Or whatever.
Another example of this for me recently was Lois McMaster Bujold. Roommate (J) ended up already having all 10 of the VorKosigan series, an EXCELLENTLY written, page-turnin, can't-put-it-down, who-cares-that-it's-3:30-in-the-morning series of books. I was just looking for some way to kill a few hours, so I was raiding the upstairs library... little did i know that my reading for the next few WEEKS would be taken care of! (Sadly, however, NOW i'm like, "C'mon... another MONTH for just... one.... more.... ?"
Speaking of books, and authors: last night finished one of the worst books that i have ever read. Filled with violent & nasty people, a lost girl, strange & exotic locations: i will never again read 'The Wizard of Oz', I promise you that! (just kidding.) The actual name of the book was "...something" (not helpful, i know...) It was by John D. McDonald (who i normally like a LOT) , but NOT one of his Travis McGee's... shame. No more John D. for me, I fear.
That's all for now.
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