I aten't dead, but I have spent this weekend in too much pain to do anything including sleep. As a sort of unwelcome garnish, I came down with what a visit to urgent care determined to be unspecified viral crud and have been running a fever for the last three nights. I miss my brain. I haven't even been able to watch movies, which I had been looking forward to doing.
I can't remember if I ever noticed before that this passage in Le Guin's "April in Paris" (1962)—
It was a fine face, though pale and lean: intelligent, alert, vivid. Barry was reminded of the face of a famous atomic physicist, seen in newspaper pictures up until 1953.
—is an Oppenheimer reference: a face the author had seen not just in newspapers, but as a visitor to the house when she was a child. At this point where I am with Nolan's movie is just hoping it doesn't suck.
I can't remember if I ever noticed before that this passage in Le Guin's "April in Paris" (1962)—
It was a fine face, though pale and lean: intelligent, alert, vivid. Barry was reminded of the face of a famous atomic physicist, seen in newspaper pictures up until 1953.
—is an Oppenheimer reference: a face the author had seen not just in newspapers, but as a visitor to the house when she was a child. At this point where I am with Nolan's movie is just hoping it doesn't suck.
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