Thursday, June 25, 2015

L: Longest Books

She whom I follow in posting these alphabet-related topics had some difficulty in determining the lengths of various books and was forced to surmise in some instances. Allow me to suggest the very helpful LibraryThing site. Also useful for many other bookish things.

So, adding page counts to my catalogue listings and sorting on that field... Next we ignore reference books (sorry, Leonard Maltin's Movie Guide) and books I haven't read (don't hold your breath, Les Miserables), and we arrive at Leo Tolstoy's War and Peace at 1,472 pages. There are actually more books that I've read over the 1,000 page mark than I realized.

K: Kinds of Books I Can't Abide

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.

Original here.

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Ghostly Watersports

A ghostly image on the ceiling of my bus this morning. He was either kayaking or (I think) surfing. I think it was from an experiment with WiFi on the bus.

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

J: Just Finished

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

Rain and Sun

On the drive back from Miami on Friday, my dad had the epiphanic realization that we would be passing through Montgomery at just about the time the Biscuits (yep, I know!) game started. And so it proved, so far as the schedule was concerned, but we ran into a rain storm (an honest-to-goodness, Deep South storm) just shy of the city and so we contented ourselves with a quick look around the park and a visit to the team store courtesy of a very kind ticket taker.

The park is only a few years old and next to the Alabama River. We didn't see it in peak conditions, with the rain and darkness falling, but it looked like a great place for baseball.

The following Monday we trekked to Birmingham to take in a Barons game. Despite temps around 100 in the shade, seats out of the sun behind home plate were still available at game time and only $14. Though it was a newer park, it was in downtown Birmingham and it had a bit more of an industrial feel about it while still retaining that small town charm. More concrete beyond the outfield wall, the city's skyline as a backdrop and construction workers on their lunch break watching from a block away and several stories up.

Though it was close the whole way and a homer in the 8th got everyone's hopes up, the Barons ultimately lost. Still and all, I think a fun time was had by all.

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Root, Root, Root for the Home Team

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

Rain, Rain, Go Away

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

Tampa Bay (Devil) Rays

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

Minor League Baseball, Major League Fun

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

Baseball in Hot-lanta

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: Important Moment(s)

I don't recall any important reading moments in my life. There are books, of course, that I enjoyed and that had a large effect on me, but this seems like a slightly different question. This seems more like a moment that is related to reading itself rather than to the thing being read.

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

H: Hidden

I'm afraid that my choice for a more obscure book is not nearly so erudite as she whom I follow in writing these posts. Though, perhaps I do him a disservice by saying so. After all, I am perhaps not a particularly good judge of such things and I haven't actually read the book that Terpsichore chose.

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

G: Glad I Gave It a Go

That's not strictly the prompt, but I have a weakness for alliteration.

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...

Monday, May 11, 2015

F: Fictitious Dates... Really? Really!?

As seems to keep happening, I would like to associate myself entirely with the first couple paragraphs of Terpsichore's post. There are a lot ideas that would occur to me before I thought about fictitious characters I would have wanted to date in high school.

In fact, since seeing that this would be one of the prompts, I have racked my brain and come up empty. I can't think of any fictitious character I would have dated in high school. This is largely due to two reasons. Reason the first: I don't read books about high schoolers. Never have and the prospects of my beginning to do so aren't high. Reason B: related to the first reason, I would not have, in high school, dated someone outside of that age range.

Now, I suppose I could make something up. I could pretend that there is someone or I could do something like pick Arwen because with an elf there's going to be a ridiculous difference in ages no matter what you do. But I'm restrained by the idea that, not only would I have to be or have been interested in dating the young woman in question, but honesty compels me to consider whether or not she would have been interested in me. The odds of an immortal elf princess finding me irresistible seem... long. To say the least.

As a result, I don't actually have an answer for this one. In my defense, allow me to say that the young woman I did date in high school was wonderful in all regards and I am quite pleased that she later consented to marry me. We are rapidly approaching the point at which the majority of our acquaintance will be after the marriage instead of before it and, were I to given to decide now, I would marry her all over again without hesitation. If not exculpatory, then I hope that is at least explanatory.

Sunday, May 10, 2015

E: E-Reader

I have a Kindle as well as the Kindle app on my phone. I find both to be very useful for a limited, but not rare, purpose. There is no question that it is preferable to read books in their traditional physical form, but this form has one significant drawback: bulk. Books take up a lot of space and are heavy. They are, after all, made from woodpulp. In some sense, we are loading boxes full of wood and lugging them from place to place as we move and then displaying them on shelves.

This, then, is the area in which e-readers excel. When I travel, whether it is the long commute each weekday or longer trips to other parts of the country, having my Kindle and phone along allows me to take along large numbers of books without having to endure the time, expense, and trouble of schlepping a heavy suitcase full of books along.

Beyond the aesthetic pleasures of physical books are the obvious advantages. E-readers then are not in any way a replacement for the books that preceded them, but an enhancement and supplement that allows us to read more books in more places than before.

(I didn't think of a clever way to work in a reference to the inspiring post, so you can just go here and read it.)