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24 January 2016 @ 02:38 pm
Buzzuh?  
Feeling kind of slow and foggy, after dreaming all night about killing zombies. At some kind of corporate camp or something. Thanks a lot, Z Nation! That's what I get for watching you before bed. :(

I went running last night before dinner. I've been going about every 9-10 days lately, as I feel my plantar fasciitis trying to come back (NOOooooooooooo!). I've been mentally running Led Zeppelin's Since I've Been Lovin' You in my head as my pacer, which is making me a little faster than some previous tunes. The first movement of Beethoven's Sixth Symphony has been my generic go-to pacer for years, though I hate that piece, and I've tried the middle movement of Khachaturian's Piano Concerto recently—better, and slightly faster—and a few other things. This Zeppelin tune keeps me fast enough that I've had to stop a few times from overheating (if only the temps were about 5 degrees colder!), but overall my times are better. Though the desire to lessen the foot impact (see plantar fasciitis above) changes my gait, and my hips are both feeling like crap today. Sore and stiff from front to back. Argh. Let's be old! \o/

I finished reading David Sedaris' Me Talk Pretty One Day, and I liked the second half of the book pretty well. The first half talks about speech therapy and his lisping problem as a child, and it implies that 1) lisping is just part of being gay! It's inevitable! and 2) all lispers will obviously become gay men, and girls never lisp, and by implication there are no non-effeminate gay men? IDK, this part was really starting to piss me off, and because he named names of other boys in 'lisp' therapy during his grade school years (including one boy whom he says came "mincing around the corner"), he is effectively outing a bunch of other kids without their consent who may or may not have actually turned out to be gay (or if so, chosen to be open about it), but also... what the hell?!? $%*^?!@*!#&!! Yeah, I'm still pissed off.

I'm currently reading Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children, which I tried to get our son interested in years ago. It's never at the library, but I borrowed it via Kindle (not ideal, considering the number of interesting and weird pictures in it). It is not at all what I expected—the tone is completely different, and the construct of the story is more about an "ordinary" boy looking into his grandfather's past and uncovering a deeper and more sci-fi/fantasy type of mystery. Very hard to put down, which means I've gotten little else done this weekend but reading it and Idol entries, and exercising. Hey, better than a bad or aggravating book.

We're enjoying Second Chance on TV, and how nice to have The Blacklist back in all its cracktastic glory. But where are Ichabod and Abbie, and why do so many people rag on the humor aspects of Limitless (which are honestly our favorite parts)?

All right, time to bike soon. I got out last week on the bike path, and was able to go upstream for a change! (Only on non-holiday weekdays, since it's too crowded otherwise and the legions of the clueless are dangerous) Last Monday was a holiday, so I went downstream. We'd had rain for days, so there were puddles I had to go through because there was no "around." I'm hoping they've dried up quite a bit by now!

The Super Bowl is coming up, not that I really care, but... didn't that used to be held around the last weekend in January, up until recently? It's in February now, and I'm not sure why that changed.

 
 
 
adoptedwriteradoptedwriter on January 25th, 2016 12:41 pm (UTC)
We also liked 2nd Chance. Oh, and now X Files!!! Gotta check into those books. My daughter loved David Sedaris' Me Talk Pretty. Maybe he was doing a little "creative" non-fic when he wrote about his classmates?

AW
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on January 25th, 2016 06:07 pm (UTC)
I sure hope those grade school kids were fictional creations.

I've normally enjoyed his stuff (though "Holidays on Ice" shows a, let us say, earlier attitude toward the mentally retarded that is jarring to read now). I can also empathize with how he feels about learning (here, French) foreign languages that assign genders to random objects. Which is pretty much every language but English, even more mysterious because why?. WHY should a table have a gender? Why would the generic French word for chicken be male- gendered?

You might also check out the Jim Gaffigan books ("Dad is Fat" and "Food: A Love Story"). They are funny all the way through, less dry than Sedaris but still sharp and interestingly also from the POV of someone who comes from a large family. Though I think Sedaris' Dad was more an okay guy who was the product of his times, and Gaffigan's Dad a controlling asshole, but hey.

I don't know if my daughter ever worked up the courage to read that online "Seabugland" chapter. She was torn about it, because again-- major phobia! But also, someone who gets it. Decisions, decisions...
Direst Ryl: Yoga Owlryl on January 25th, 2016 05:21 pm (UTC)
I have a lisp and last time I checked I was neither male nor gay. So I guess that means I don't exist in David Sedaris' world?
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on January 25th, 2016 06:13 pm (UTC)
That was certainly the implication. Or maybe it was that nobody bothered to try to help girls get over that, in his experience, whereas for boys, it had to be nipped in the bud!

*sigh* That chapter clearly pushed a lot of buttons for me. Kind of the way Ryan Murphy's "Look, I'm furthering gay acceptance! By putting characters out there who are stamped-from-the-mold stereotypes!" tends to. Funny that Glee's lesbian cheerleader was more well-rounded, but when it comes to men... it's like "middle-of-the-road" is not even a section of the gay population, and those are often the kids who feel most stranded.