The Distance

I now have the internet! Woot!! And I have begun my music-downloading spree, which makes me very ecstatic. I once had a conversation with a couple of friends that posed the question of whether I would rather be deaf, blind, or never able to have sex again. I choose the sex one, because, as much of a good thing as it is, and as much as I enjoy now having access to a lot of porn, not being able to hear music or watch movies or enjoy any of the other pleasures to my senses of seeing and/or hearing would make me so supremely unhappy and very close to not being able to survive. Anyway, as I was driving today I passed what appeared to be a mother and pre-pubescent daughter taking a break from riding their bikes. The mother had a water bottle on a strap that was on her shoulder and the daughter was taking a drink from it, as it was still on the mother's shoulder. And the placement of the bottle on that strap, and the daughter leaning in to quench her thirst very much resembled breast feeding, which I thought was kind of amusing and interesting.

I finished Maile Meloy's Liars and Saints, which is very good and I recommend to all. It follows a family that has a pretty high level of dysfunction through several generations, and while some characters are more developed than others, each gets their own page time. I've noticed that both Maile and her brother Colin tend to use the term "half-light" quite a bit. I think one of the reasons I'm such a slow reader is that I'm always sad when I finish a book, and really sad when it's an especially good book. I get wrapped up in the world created by the author and don't want to leave it. Now I need to read The Phanton Tollbooth by Norton Juster, Persuasion by Jane Austen, and Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand, perhaps I'll read them all at the same time.

Also, anyone who wants to start a spree of watching movies, give me a call.