Tuesday, July 28, 2015
Thursday, June 25, 2015
Romance novels. Modern romance novels. You know the type. There's always a bare-chested man with superhero dimensions and long, flowing hair with a woman who through artifice or accident has managed to demonstrate a remarkable amount of cleavage and expose at least one shapely leg from toe to 3/4 of the way up her thigh. She will either be clinging to him as to a life ring in the stormy Atlantic while they gaze intensely into each other's eyes or busily swooning whilst he effortlessly supports her with one arm and stares broodingly into the middle distance.
Also, no modern crime whether true or fictional. I don't need to read vicariously sadistic accounts of gruesome murders.
There are lots of other books I won't read or am not interested in reading, but no other genres spring to mind.
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
I'm going to take this prompt two ways. (Didn't think I'd finish this, did ya?) Well, I am. One can understand "just" to indicate a small interval of time between conclusion and this writing. But! One can also think of it as indicating that finishing at all was a near run thing and only barely accomplished.
So, to take the latter first, I only just finished Anna Karenina. Don't misunderstand, the book is a triumph. The plot, characters, dialogue (even in translation) were all amazing. But the tale is so relentlessly depressing it's a long, hard slog to get through it. I think I probably read a half-dozen Wodehouse books interspersed with it just so I wouldn't get so down that I'd throw myself under a train. (Too soon?)
In the other sense, I think the most recently completed book I've read is Pandora by Holly Hollander by Gene Wolfe. Yep, you read that right. This is Mr Wolfe's foray into writing a detective novel. Not that none of his other stories have mystery, but I think this is the only novel which is entirely in that genre. The references are not quite as obscure, and it is typically brilliant, as Gene Wolfe's books tend to be.
Monday, June 22, 2015
Wednesday, June 17, 2015
Thursday for the first (and only) time on the trip we saw the home team win. After driving down to Miami from Tampa earlier in the day (turns out driving across the Everglades on the interstate is incredibly boring), we saw the Marlins defeat the Colorado Rockies in the evening.
The park had its points. Most of it was just your standard, domed, artificial turf stadium, but the giant, light-studded Marlin pinwheel thing in centerfield that goes into action when a Marlin hits a home run was very Miami-esque. At least, so it seemed to me. We got to see it light up twice; once for Giancarlo Stanton. Ichiro got in to pinch hit in the bottom of the eighth and hit a single. So good times all the way around. They even put in their reliever who does the funny little hop at the end of his delivery.
Don't know that I'll go back to Miami, but it wasn't a bad experience getting there for the game like New York. Eesh.
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Wednesday was a jaunt over to Lakeland to see the Flying Tigers. The previous day's game there had rained out with what had apparently been a storm of near biblical proportions. As a consequence, they scheduled a double-header of seven-inning games for Wednesday.
There was still a bit of rain threatening, but the first game started nearly on time. We lucked into an all-you-can-eat concession promotion and for a mere $11 we got seats right behind home plate and all the brats, hamburgers, popcorn, pretzels, etc. that we could handle. The Flying Tigers quickly fell behind the Fort Myers Miracle, and then the rain started about the 4th inning and really started coming down after the sixth. After waiting about 30 minutes, we figured it wasn't going to stop and figured we'd gotten our money's worth and left.
Picked up a nice hat with an element I haven't seen anywhere else on a baseball team's hat except those worn by the Seattle Pilots as were. Also, I think this was the largest field of any we visited, and that includes the MLB parks. Once again, the minor league experience was great. Met an usher who used to live near my neck of the woods and gave us a foul ball he got a hold of. With the rain and the mid-week game and it being only Advanced A minors, the crowd was sparse and if I'd been willing to run a bit, I could probably have ended up with three foul balls.
May update with pictures later.
Saturday, June 13, 2015
Went Tuesday to see what are now merely the Rays. Apparently the "devil" portion off the name was objectionable? Just being the Rays, however, is a far less fearsome mascot particularly as they now seem to be trying to shift the association to a ray of light instead of the fish.
Regardless, they had the good sense to still have caps with the old logo, so I of course got one off those. The game itself was a bit disappointing since the Rays were dismantled (foreshadowing pun!) by the Angels. They committed 3 errors and gave up 15 hits on their way to losing 8-2.
On the bright side, we did see Pujols hit the home run that tied him with Mickey Mantle. 536 and Mike Schmidt at 548 it's next on the list.
Third loss in a row for the home team. Would this change the next day in Lakeland?
Monday, June 08, 2015
Yesterday we were between major league games and so it was a minor league game in Clearwater, Florida (the Threshers!) and some inexpensive good times at the ballpark. Last night happened to be $13 to get box seats behind home plate and all the wings one could eat. Not a bad deal.
The baseball wasn't tip-top, but it was still baseball. The park is beautiful, the weather was clement (if a bit hot), and the odds of a foul ball are so, so, so, much better here than a big league park.
Can't wait to take my kids to a minor league game when I get home. Pictures to come later. (Maybe.)
Sunday, June 07, 2015
That post title is just for you, Leonard.
A brief post about seeing the Braves. First trip to Atlanta. The stadium is nice enough; not much to distinguish it from other parks. When I'm not using my phone perhaps I'll come back and add some pictures.
My dad and I tend to jinx the home team during our baseball trips, and today was no exception. The Pirates won 3-0. Which was kinda poetic justice since they were almost victims of a perfect game when we visited Pittsburgh a couple years ago. Tomorrow we're thinking we'll catch a minor league game and then it's the Rays in Tampa Bay on Tuesday.
Gerrit Cole is pretty impressive. Further updates as events warrant.
Thursday, May 14, 2015
I'm told by my mother, though I don't remember the moment, that I began reading on my own at the age of three. Precocious to be sure, but the result, at least in part, is that reading is so integral that it seems inseparable from life itself. To live is to read. I suppose this also is partly why understanding Christ as Logos, the Living Word, is very satisfying to me.
If I have to choose then, there were a large number of days in my youth were I would ride my bike down the hill to the library and stay there all day reading. I'd go in the morning when it opened, skip lunch and just come home in the afternoon. I wasn't very old, 8 or 9 at best, so I wasn't reading a lot of great literature (the notions in Matilda notwithstanding, I am not so clever as all that just because I began reading early), but I lived those days in the stacks. Good times.
The inspiring post is here.
Wednesday, May 13, 2015
My choice is Lord Talon's Revenge by Tom Simon. Mr Simon is a self-published author, but, despite the immediate negative connotations that will conjure in most minds, he is actually quite good at what he does. I own several (perhaps all?) of his published books. I find him to not only be a lucid and engaging writer, but also one who has sound opinions on most topics.
Lord Talon's Revenge is a fantasy novel that both plays with tropes of the genre and also takes cues from Tolkien in the way that the primary story is resolved. The main character is one who believes fervently in the tales of the bards and attempts to live his life as he imagines that a model of chivalry would. This, of course, gets him into all kinds of scrapes and trouble since the real world is not very tolerant of noble idealists, but at the same time he wins through to triumph because men of true nobility are so rare that they often earn deep respect as much as they do scorn. The book stands alone and while it doesn't have quite the high and noble feel of Tolkien, he doesn't have the same despairing nihilism that mars Pratchett. As an inexpensive e-book, I would suggest it to anyone with even a passing interest in fantasy.
Tuesday, May 12, 2015
In a sense, I'm glad I gave this first book several chances. I started to read Moby Dick and found it tiresome and dull the first two times. In each case I waited a few years before trying it again and it finally paid off. The third time I couldn't put it down. The characters came right off the page and even the whaling how-to couldn't put me off.
Articulating why, precisely, I found this book so engaging is difficult. The book is a masterpiece of language, learning, and full of mystery and portent. It is surreal at times and always dream-like. It is a book in which one can get lost.
The second book that I think of when I consider books I'm glad I read despite not being initially drawn to them, is The Brothers Karamozov. This one I read without having to stop and start several times and I was enraptured by both the beauty of the writing and the moral lessons that are articulated by being shown in the characters' lives rather than preached by their words. To be sure, they do discuss, argue, explain, and pontificate, but the primary method of presenting the ideas to the reader is via the actions they take.
Talking about them has mad me want to read them again. I'll add them to the list for this year. I might ought to read the book Terpsichore writes about, but even her praise fails to elicit much interest. As I get older, my desire to read new fiction seems to be diminishing. Hum...