And you watch us as we face the falling snow
(Have some free disassociation.)
I taught my last Latin class of the semester yesterday. There are review sessions next week, and I am showing them all Monty Python's Life of Brian (which a distressing percentage of the class has not yet seen), but that's it for lessons. Surprisingly enough, I enjoyed teaching. And next semester I get the Odyssey and films, so that's something to look forward to.
I also discovered, while in Strawberries last night, that the Dresden Dolls have a DVD out: The Dresden Dolls in Paradise. This, I want. I particularly like the cover image, which suggests that Casablanca and Cabaret have produced a love child, and it makes its money as a living statue in Harvard Square.
I should have mentioned before this that my contributor's copies of Fantasy Magazine #1 and Wicked Hollow #9 arrived in the mail, and I have been enjoying them greatly. From the latter, I particularly liked Simon Strantzas' "The Autumnal City," Mike Allen's "Music Lesions (A Duet)," E.R. Carlin's "The Gathering of Ruins," and CW Sabatelli's Rhysling-worthy "The Holes Left Behind." The former is a veritable cornucopia of weirdness, but if I had to pick a handful, I'd recommend Tim Pratt's "The Tyrant in Love," Catherynne M. Valente's "Bones like Black Sugar," Sarah Brandywine Johnson's "Hanging the Glass," Jeff VanderMeer's "Shriek: An Afterword," Megan Messinger's "Tear Her Standard Down," Holly Phillips' "Summer Ice," and Simon Logan's outstanding "Closer to the Lung." Good stuff, all.
Happy post-birthday to
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And now, housecleaning. I have a friend coming from MIT this weekend, and my floor is a tumbledown maze of Greek and Latin. Why must shelf space be finite?
I taught my last Latin class of the semester yesterday. There are review sessions next week, and I am showing them all Monty Python's Life of Brian (which a distressing percentage of the class has not yet seen), but that's it for lessons. Surprisingly enough, I enjoyed teaching. And next semester I get the Odyssey and films, so that's something to look forward to.
I also discovered, while in Strawberries last night, that the Dresden Dolls have a DVD out: The Dresden Dolls in Paradise. This, I want. I particularly like the cover image, which suggests that Casablanca and Cabaret have produced a love child, and it makes its money as a living statue in Harvard Square.
I should have mentioned before this that my contributor's copies of Fantasy Magazine #1 and Wicked Hollow #9 arrived in the mail, and I have been enjoying them greatly. From the latter, I particularly liked Simon Strantzas' "The Autumnal City," Mike Allen's "Music Lesions (A Duet)," E.R. Carlin's "The Gathering of Ruins," and CW Sabatelli's Rhysling-worthy "The Holes Left Behind." The former is a veritable cornucopia of weirdness, but if I had to pick a handful, I'd recommend Tim Pratt's "The Tyrant in Love," Catherynne M. Valente's "Bones like Black Sugar," Sarah Brandywine Johnson's "Hanging the Glass," Jeff VanderMeer's "Shriek: An Afterword," Megan Messinger's "Tear Her Standard Down," Holly Phillips' "Summer Ice," and Simon Logan's outstanding "Closer to the Lung." Good stuff, all.
Happy post-birthday to
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And now, housecleaning. I have a friend coming from MIT this weekend, and my floor is a tumbledown maze of Greek and Latin. Why must shelf space be finite?
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...a tumbledown maze of Greek and Latin...
Sounds like the past in the Anglo-Saxon imagination.
There will always be books on the floor.
Nine
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That needs its own story, I think. Possibly one with infinite shelf space.
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Why must shelf space be finite?
A question that I often ask myself. Though with me, it´s usually a question of "Why didn´t I put these books back on the shelf?" (Answer: because I´ll want to refer to them/get back to reading them soon), or of "Why must space FOR shelves be finite?"
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