February 8th, 2012


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I watched the premiere of The River last night. That show probably requires more attention than I'm willing to give it, so my main impressions (apart from good background spookiness) were
A) Clusterf**k
B) Lamentable failure to use "chupacabra" in any way, shape, or form.

"A" was mainly the overuse of the flailing-handheld-camera technique, including where mysterious weirdness is happening off-camera. Good use of creepy dolls, though. Lots of them.

My trip last weekend was unfortunately timed in that Christopher is now out of library books. I'm still working through a backlog as fast as I can, since I have several I've checked out AND new ones are now waiting. :0

I finished The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency and its successor. I especially enjoyed the first book, and my husband said (!!!) that he thought it was very well-written. HalfshellHusband was an English major, and firmly worships at the altar of Dead Authors, so this was shocking. Perhaps my fanfic is lowering his standards...

I also finished The Borrower, and so did Christopher. I still love the "Choose Your Own Fiasco Chapter." It's just nine paragraphs. Three of them involve whether or not to deliver a shoebox from the narrator's (possibly Russian-Mafia-afiliated) father to another Russian man in Pittsburgh, and three others somehow wind up in Alaska (including one choice with a nonexistent fiance). Only Christopher noticed that there actually was no path to the ninth choice. :D

I'm still reading Rubber Baby Buggy Bumpers (wall-to-wall gay stereotypes and excessive mayhem, but not bad enough to bail on), and The Bards Of Bone Plain. I've started A Prince Among Frogs (none of these E.D. Baker books are as good as the first series, though) and The Hunger Games (wow). There are more Ladies' Detective Agency books and a couple of Stephanie Plum mysteries in the pile, too.

At the gym yesterday, I finally read Wired's tribute to Steve Jobs. Lots of little additions (including George Lucas and Penn Jillette). The whole collection is here: Steve Jobs' Legacy. My favorite part was this excerpt, describing Jobs carrying an iBook (the first major WiFi product) around the room while it streamed video: Jobs was literally dancing, hips swaying in a joyous mambo around the conference table while Schiller and Ive beamed. Yes, he was a showman. But even more than that, he was the ultimate Apple fanboy.

I'm firmly a PC-not-MAC kind of person, but that article really "got" Jobs and the genius he brought to truly thinking differently. We lost him all too soon...