On the Loss of F_____

I’m not one to give trigger warnings. That said, I’m giving one now.

Things have a tendency to not go as planned. Several weeks ago, a dear friend’s health declined rapidly – unexpectedly, even – and he passed away. Even after days of relative sleeplessness, I found it hard to rest. My thoughts kept turning and churning and refusing to let me be until I wrote them down. This is an exercise in catharsis.

Some of my readers knew F_____. One of my regular readers is his wife.

[edit] For the record, I have permission and outright encouragement from the family to share this. [/edit]

If, after all that, you want to continue, click on to the next page.

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Teaser Tuesday: Wayfaring Strangers

As the school year races on at breakneck speed towards final exams, graduation, and – ultimately – summer break, I’m finding less time to read and blog.

Be that as it may, the wheel of time has once again turned to

Teaser Tuesday

Just in case you don’t know, Teaser Tuesday is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by A Daily Rhythm. Anyone can play along! All you have to do is grab the book you’re currently reading, open to a random page and share two sentences from that page. But make sure you don’t share any spoilers!*

*I wish I could take credit for this introduction, but I shamelessly stole it from Heather over at bitsnbooks. To help me make amends, you should go check out her blog.

This week I’m reading Wayfaring Strangers: The Musical Voyage from Scotland and Ulster to Appalachia by Fiona Ritchie of Thistle and Shamrock fame . 

For example, Scots and Ulster Scots are likely to 
feel a strong yearning for the sea. This is, for 
most Appalachian people, a long-forgotten emotion 
preserved only through ballads.

As an added bonus, the book comes with a twenty-track accompaniment CD, allowing me to listen to the music I’m reading about! Honestly, every book should come with its own soundtrack, and this one does not disappoint.

Wayfaring Strangers cover

In Retrospect

I gave Sam Kean’s The Violinist’s Thumb: And Other Lost Tales of Love, War, and Genius, as Written by Our Genetic Code 3 out of 5 stars for his vitriol towards religion and religious scientists as well as his unvarnished presentism.

 

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Sunday Snaphots

I actually took quite a few photographs this week, mostly for the upcoming yearbook.

Nevertheless, I did take a few I can share with you. I’ve taken the liberty of arranging them into a sort of photographic story.

storm comingIs there a storm coming?

Hail Hail HailYes. Yes there is.

OCD at the Gas PumpGood thing I put gas in the car!

And what wonderful numbers, too!

down the roadIt’s still sunny on the drive home.

And no, I didn’t take this while I was driving.

I was in the car, but I was in park.

No one was behind be, either.

springform panIt’s a perfect night to make some cheesecake!

fortune cookieMaybe we’ll go out to eat instead.

You will overcome great obstacles to achieve success.

Lost in Translation

The other day I decided to have some fun by running book titles through the Bad Translator engine.

One of the first I did was Neil Gaiman’s Fragile Things: Short Stories and Wonders, which changed to

You Can Write A Secret Medical History of Miracles

I found it funny, tweeted it, and went about my day. Imagine my surprise several hours later when I went back to Twitter and found close to an hundred notifications. How did this happen? How did this little tweet gain such traction?

The answer was not found on Twitter; instead, it was in my inbox:

Neil Gaiman Retweeted MeThat’s right; Neil Gaiman – the author himself – retweeted me! This means that I have now been retweeted by both Neil Gaiman and Amanda Palmer. To me, that’s epic.

Other titles I ran through the translator and their new titles are:

Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances (Neil Gaiman)

An Experience to Report to the Police

The Art of Asking; or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Let People Help (Amanda Palmer)

This Basis may not be According to Plan, but there is a Way, as You Know, of Fear.

The Silkworm (J.K. Rowling aka Robert Galbraith)

Insects, Of Course

The Cuckoo’s Calling (J.K. Rowling aka Robert Galbraith)

People say Crazy Things

From the Earth to the Moon (Jules Verne)

A Few Months Ago

A Pocket Full of Rye (Agatha Christie)

Large Sports Bag

Gone Girl (Gillian Flynn)

Come On, Guys!

What about you? What titles can you mangle?

 

Don’t forget to follow me on:

Facebook – where I share news stories, articles from other blogs, and various and sundry miscellany that happens to catch my eye. It’s stuff you won’t see here! Well, mostly.

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Twitter – where you can see my thoughts in 140 characters or less. Also, funny retweets.

Teaser Tuesday: The Violinist’s Thumb

The past few days have been . . . not normal. I’ll post about that a bit later on.

Nonetheless, the wheel of time has once again turned to

Teaser Tuesday

Just in case you don’t know, Teaser Tuesday is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by A Daily Rhythm. Anyone can play along! All you have to do is grab the book you’re currently reading, open to a random page and share two sentences from that page. But make sure you don’t share any spoilers!*

*I wish I could take credit for this introduction, but I shamelessly stole it from Heather over at bitsnbooks. To help me make amends, you should go check out her blog.

This week I’m reading The Violinist’s Thumb by Sam Kean (the same Kean who wrote The Disappearing Spoon). 

They gnawed the cartilage off bones and 
sucked the marrow out, and cooked up all 
the fleshy victuals - the heart, kidneys, 
brain, and, most succulent of all, the
liver.  And with that meal, in a
godforsaken cabin at eighty degrees north
latitude, European explorers first learned
a hard lesson about genetics - a lesson
other stubborn Arctic explorers would 
have to keep learning over and over, a
lesson scientists would not understand 
fully for centuries.

Violinist's Thumb Cover

In Retrospect

I gave Neil Gaiman’s Trigger Warning 5/5 stars. My favorite story was “The Man Who Forgot Ray Bradbury.”

 

Don’t forget to follow me on:

Facebook – where I share news stories, articles from other blogs, and various and sundry miscellany that happens to catch my eye. It’s stuff you won’t see here! Well, mostly.

Instagram – where I show you my Life in Motion and share quotes and such. The widget only shows my last three photographs – don’t you want to see them all?

Twitter – where you can see my thoughts in 140 characters or less. Also, funny retweets.

Sunday Snapshots

Enjoy a sampling of the photographs I took this week:

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