The ink twists and bends
2011-05-07 02:541. McIntyre & Moore is closing. A blowout sale is in progress.
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rushthatspeaks on Monday, but all things considered, I'd rather have paid the extra and been able to browse there still in a year. I like used book stores. This particular one is what I do when I'm in Porter Square. (Well, and visit Porter Square Books, but they're new.) I find myself hoping for an eleventh-hour miracle, as with Rodney's in Central Square; I don't like the idea of Cambridge without them. I only learned this afternoon which one of the booksellers is McIntyre and which Moore.
2. This week has been full of opera: tonight's was Maria Padilla at Opera Boston, with Barbara Quintiliani in the title role.fleurdelis28 said afterward that it was like the anti-Rigoletto—it sets itself up for the same level of love-betrayal, father-daughter meltdown, and somebody's murder or suicide in the final scenes, and then it pulled out a realistically problematic, emotionally plausible happy ending by sheer force of badass at the last minute. I mean, its protagonists will probably spend their honeymoon fighting off French assassins, but these things happen to people. We were very impressed.
3. Talking over the evening with Rush-That-Speaks, I mentioned that I might insist on our going next season to Michael Tippett's The Midsummer Marriage, because as far as I can tell it is one hundred and ten percent mythical crack (the Jungian/Hermetic/Modernist kind. Its top-billed characters are named Mark, Jenifer, King Fisher, and Madame Sosostris). They pointed out that we might not be in town at the time, on account of Rush planning to visit Thrud in Florence and me planning to visit Rush. So like any reasonable person, I replied, "Okay, but we should totally go to the opera if we're not in Italy," at which point Rush threw up their metaphorical-vocal hands and declared this to be the most effetely intellectual conversation in which they had ever taken part. I couldn't really argue. I was drinking tea at the time. We may have taken a level in Mid-Edwardian.
4. Fruity Pebbles is the only flavor BerryLine has produced so far that I have not liked, but I should probably have known better in the first place.
5. And now I should go to bed, because I am going to a baptism tomorrow.
Hence I now own L.R. Palmer's The Interpretation of Mycenaean Greek Texts (1963), and Carole Pegg's Mongolian Music, Dance & Oral Narrative (2001) is going out in the mail to
rushthatspeaks on Monday, but all things considered, I'd rather have paid the extra and been able to browse there still in a year. I like used book stores. This particular one is what I do when I'm in Porter Square. (Well, and visit Porter Square Books, but they're new.) I find myself hoping for an eleventh-hour miracle, as with Rodney's in Central Square; I don't like the idea of Cambridge without them. I only learned this afternoon which one of the booksellers is McIntyre and which Moore.2. This week has been full of opera: tonight's was Maria Padilla at Opera Boston, with Barbara Quintiliani in the title role.
fleurdelis28 said afterward that it was like the anti-Rigoletto—it sets itself up for the same level of love-betrayal, father-daughter meltdown, and somebody's murder or suicide in the final scenes, and then it pulled out a realistically problematic, emotionally plausible happy ending by sheer force of badass at the last minute. I mean, its protagonists will probably spend their honeymoon fighting off French assassins, but these things happen to people. We were very impressed.3. Talking over the evening with Rush-That-Speaks, I mentioned that I might insist on our going next season to Michael Tippett's The Midsummer Marriage, because as far as I can tell it is one hundred and ten percent mythical crack (the Jungian/Hermetic/Modernist kind. Its top-billed characters are named Mark, Jenifer, King Fisher, and Madame Sosostris). They pointed out that we might not be in town at the time, on account of Rush planning to visit Thrud in Florence and me planning to visit Rush. So like any reasonable person, I replied, "Okay, but we should totally go to the opera if we're not in Italy," at which point Rush threw up their metaphorical-vocal hands and declared this to be the most effetely intellectual conversation in which they had ever taken part. I couldn't really argue. I was drinking tea at the time. We may have taken a level in Mid-Edwardian.
4. Fruity Pebbles is the only flavor BerryLine has produced so far that I have not liked, but I should probably have known better in the first place.
5. And now I should go to bed, because I am going to a baptism tomorrow.
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