4 posts tagged “christopher moore”
Today was my 2nd year anniversary. D took me out for lunch, to Taco Bell.:) And I had a minor heart attack from a phone call from Dr. Moore while on my way to see Dr. Scott. My appointment went well and I don't have to go back for a month. I went back to D's office with him and read while he went about his duties. Then came home late and I just put turkey breasts in the oven for him while he went to the gym. My one disappointment was that I really had wanted flowers for my anniversary but it's okay. I got San Diego so what am I disappointed about?
I did finish You Suck: A Love Story and I didn't find the last 150 pages as hard to read as I had feared. I loved the part with the Animals, a group of guys who were Tommy's friends from the Safeway he had worked at. And Abby and Foo Dog had some parts that made me laugh. So I've read 2 of my 20 in 20 and I am feeling good about it so far. I am feeling a bit leery about what I'm going to read next week. It's a shame that Tithe hadn't been one of the books on my list since it left me with a good feeling about reading and this book a not so good feeling. I'm scared I'm going to pick the smallest book on the list just so I can read it fast and be done with it. I will come to that bridge on Sunday.
I think in my future is some tv watching and I am so shamefully resistant to it. I, unlike the world, did not watch 90210 last night and I have not yet tasted it's badness. I did here from Erin Whipple that Kellan is in it so I am determined to was the horribleness no matter what. What I will do for my Kellan Lutz love. And we just got The Outsiders from Netflix today. D has never seen it, to which I am appalled. So we are going to educate him. The TV season starting is just going to mean more hours I won't be reading and that might balance me some but I declare now that I will resent it. Especially since there are more shows that I want to watch this year. Maybe I will make Saturday TV day. It shouldn't interfere that much with hockey. I shouldn't die if one day I don't read. If it flows into more than one day I'm bound to be pissy and some episodes will just be culled for the better good. It would all be easier if TV season and hockey season didn't occur at the same time.
But in my immediate future is the cooking of turkey breasts and the reading of a book I've already read once and may not need reading again, but is being read for an indulgence. I don't indulge in reading books I've read so much anymore with all the unread books I have. But this week's plan was already shot to hell by me reading all the Holly Black books and not the ones I picked out. Maybe the planning of books is just a fool's thought. Anyway... I'm thinking it's time to bring tonight to it's end soon.
Speaking of which, we are going to take my Twilight poster to get framed this week. Then it will be hung in my bedroom above my bed. I still have two extra big posters. I don't know what I might do with them. They all have the old release date on them too. So they will be worth something when the new posters come out. I'm greedy because I want one of them too. I don't think it's too much to ask... one of each... even if I don't have the room to frame and hang them both. Maybe I could just get another 11"x17" with the new date on it.
I have counted and there is precisely 20 weeks left in the rest of the year and I have thought and plotted the perfect way to challenge myself and it is to select 20 books to read by the new year. Wait, I can hear you all already, that is no feat because I read to the exclusion of all else anyway. But this is different. I chose books that I have been putting off reading and stuff that I have had laying around for years. I am going to try to read one of these challenge books per week and the Charlaine Harris books aren't included. So I'll be reading about 8 books a week to get my other goal of reading the Harlequin Blaze books out of the way. And now onto my list, and this is in no order.
Oscar Wilde - The Picture of Dorian Grey
Jonathon Stroud - The Golem's Eye
John Steinbeck - The Moon is Down
Christopher Moore - You Suck, a love story
Jeff Lindsay - Darkly Dreaming Dexter
Terry Goodkind - Wizard's First Rule
Kathy Reichs - Bones to Ashes
Herman Melville - Moby Dick
Sarah Dessen - Someone Like You
CC Humphreys - Jack Absolute
LJ Smith - The Vampire Diaries
Greg Behrendt & Liz Tuccillo - He's Just Not That Into You
Cassandra Clare - City of Bones
Charles DeLint - The Wild Wood
Amy Tan - The Kitchen God's Wife
Upton Sinclair - The Jungle
Robert Louis Stevenson - Dr Jekyl and Mr Hyde
Ian McEwan - Atonement
Neil Gaiman - Coraline
Ellen Schreiber - Vampire Kisses
Charlaine Harris books to read... Club Dead, Dead to the World, Dead as a Doornail, Definitely Dead, All Together Dead, From Dead to Worse
As you can see I didn't really put things that I would naturally read for the sake of reading. Or I guess I did but it's been a weird compulsive time of it lately and I have been setting aside books that I would normally read. Tithe didn't even make the list so that will have to be something I actively search out.
The first book I'm going to read is Vampire Kisses. My plan is to pick the book on Sunday and then have it read by Tuesday night. This week will be my trial run. Of course some books like Wizard's First Rule and City of Bones are bigger than others so we will play it by ear. I am pleased with my plan and I am going to try to keep this frame of mind and not get into my whiny, self indulgent habits. It's because of them that this list was born anyway.
As for what I read today... I just finished Hope Tarr's The Haunting. It was a Harlequin Blaze book so one more down. The story was more than a little silly. I could have maybe gotten behind it were it not for the obviousness of the bad guy. I figured it out the second he was mentioned and was left wondering why they couldn't. Also there is one part where the bad guy was left wetting his pants by the good guys efforts of justice and then two pages later the good guy is sitting in the same chair. Ewwww much? I realize that this is a popcorn romance and not highly developed plot driven writings of the classics but still I think something a little more entertaining could have been issued. I have read good popcorn romances. I also think that I just don't like reading Hope Tarr books. I think the last book I read by her was silly too. I'll hurry up and read all hers so I can get them out of the way. Then wash them down with other authors that I like more. There is a plan.
This year Susan, Belle, D and I went to Anaheim to see an Angels and Blue Jays game. D surprised me because right in the middle of the park is a huge waterlandscape. Is waterlandscape even a word? It's a fountain, and I wish we were closer to it. It kind of gave me a water hazard feeling from putt putt. We had pretty nice seats, well in my opinion. We were on the field and up the firstbase line. Maybe if I watched any of the game I would have something else to say about things. It was a pretty okay place to sit for the fireworks and that was what really was important to me.
I, of course, have no idea what the score was... I read during the game. I wasn't the only one, because Belle, who was appalled by the lack of skill the Blue Jays were showing, read Fragile Things. She assures me it isn't any better than I thought, but she has pulled through and read much further than I did. I do know that the Angels won by a lot and they didn't play all of the last inning because of it. Baseball is not like hockey and I just don't really care to know the intricacies of it. I do wish Canada had a better showing. They probably let us win because of it being a holiday and all.
The fireworks were really nice. I am going to go down nostalgia lane and talk a bit about what kind of magical wonderness fireworks mean to me. When I was a child my mom and I would go to Lake Ariel, that is in PA, and we would set up in the church yard by this big rock and we would get a pizza, from Kay's Pizza and we would 'ooo' and 'ahh' as the fireworks went off over the lake. A few times after I was married we went other places, one time was Lake Wallenpaupack and there was pizza there too. It was tradition in a world where there just wasn't any sort of traditions. This became really important to me. So now, as an adult, I have to re-enact this tradition to overcome this feeling of disconnection with that old life, that old me. Every year I have to go see the fireworks and remind myself that no matter how abnormal and warped my childhood was, I had this one normal thing. I had this one time when family was something. So fast forward 30 odd years and we come to this year. I was a little disappointed in my inability to capture the shots I wanted to with the camera, but as I got twenty some pictures, I need to get a grip and not cry too much.
You Can Dance for the performance show and results show this week and she wanted to know if I wanted to go. I sure as by golly did! I even channeled some Mary there. So I had to email Dr. Moore when I got home tonight about canceling therapy so that I can go on Monday. I am a little nervous about how I will go and deal with the crowd but I am really excited. Of course it is the week AFTER Matt and Kourtni were voted off though. Booo! I was disappointed because I still think Comfort and Jessica should have gone before Kourtni and Thayne should have gone rather than Matt. But it didn't go that way and I will have to watch Thayne and Jessica *ahem* entertain me on Monday. I wish it weren't so. The one thing I was happy and then disappointed by was seeing Lacey and Benji. Benji did a WCS for Joshua and Katee and it was really not impressive. Sad.
And lastly, Blood and Chocolate. After we got home from the game tonight I talked D into watching the movie with me. I had read enough criticism about the movie to know that it was vastly different from the book and that became apparent in the first minute of the film. I was mostly confused as I tried to figure out who was who and what was what. The adaptation was so horrible that it was a clusterfuck of lore and bits and pieces of the book with pure fabrication. I felt terrible for Hugh Dancy and fans of the book. Neither deserved the tripe this movie served up. It was no longer a coming of age story which was what made the book so interesting. They villanized one of the [heroes??] of the book. I didn't like him in the book but I really didn't like him in the movie. And then they defied one of the principle storylines of the book with Rafe and killed him off midway through. Hey sorry if I just spoiled you, but you didn't want to see this movie anyway. I want my memories of the mediocre book back... now I have this bad taste in my mouth and these horrible images in the back of my eyes. No wonder it only made 6million in the box office. Yes, six million. Everyone else was smarter than me and held off seeing it.
