- Fizzy Thoughts: July 2007


Tuesday, July 31, 2007

...a new design for the blog.

This is what I do to amuse myself when I stay home sick from work. It could be better, I'm sure, but after too many hours of playing with all the templates, this is what I'm sticking with.


A few books, some bitching, and hanging out with farm animals

Monday, July 30, 2007

Today I read A Thousand Splendid Suns.

It was good. I don't feel compelled to say much more, because it's gotten all sorts of press, and most people like it. Plus, I'm sure I'll be writing more about it for Readers Without Borders.

I also finished All Over Creation today.

This is not my typical type of book, although it does fall into the odd category. It was an impulse buy last week, and I'm not entirely sure what I think of it. It raises some scary points about genetic engineering of food, but none of the characters were quite likable. A few came close, but then they'd go and do something stupid. I find it hard to like a book when I don't like any of the characters. If you want to get freaked out about what you eat, I'd recommend this book.

Lest you think all I did today was sit on my butt and read, I'll add that I walked for 1/2 hour on the treadmill (while reading A Thousand Splendid Suns), I did laundry and actually folded all of it (this is huge...it usually languishes in the dryer for days), I went to the grocery store (and bought what is probably genetically engineered food), and I pulled out my suitcase, because I leave for Italy in 4 (count 'em, FOUR!!!) weeks. And I found some likely candidates for books to take along, because I cannot be on a plane for 14 hours without a book. Still don't have the clothes picked out, but I know what books I'm taking.

In other news, I currently look like Rudolph, which is seriously pissing me off, because I got the sunburn being somewhere I didn't want to be in the first place. Of course, it's my fault for forgetting the sunscreen, but I can still be pissy about it. Had we (high school friends) gone to brunch like originally planned I wouldn't be sitting here with a nose slathered with aloe, furiously wishing for the red to fade. But no, I had to cave to wishes of others and listen to my mom. In other words, I agreed to go to a picnic at a park, because that's what works best for everyone with kids, and I had to not flake out, because my mom was putting a guilt trip on me. Next time, I'm listening to Kate. And wearing my sunscreen. And when people are 1 1/2 hours late and at a different park than originally planned, I'll listen to my instincts and blow it all off.

On a positive note, the weekend was not a total bust. I stuck to my vow to walk. I went for an hour walk out Old Morro Creek Road on both Saturday and Sunday mornings.

Saturday morning was lettuce planting day. The workers had the Spanish-language radio station cranked, so I had tunes while I was walking down this straightaway. And then I passed the farmhouse, which means I got to look at the horsies and goats, and the goats are so cute they always make me smile. Especially when they wag their tails when I walk by. No goat pics, but here's one of the horses:

Then HB took me out to dinner to Taco Temple on Saturday night, which made blowing off the 20 year high school reunion totally worth it. Evidently it was quite a party, but I haven't felt any regrets for not going.


Too Much Dario

Monday, July 16, 2007

I did it. I finally finished Too Much Tuscan Sun. And since I've already wasted too much time on him, all I'm going to say is the author is an ethnocentric pompous ass.



Friday, July 13, 2007

That's fear of Friday the 13th. As opposed to plain ol' triskaidekaphobia, which is fear of the number 13. I know you were wondering.


Last book read

The most recent read, The Archivist, is reviewed (briefly) here.


Road trip!

Sunday, July 08, 2007

Okay, not really a road trip. More like a very long day spent on the road.

We (my mom, my brother and I) went down to Orange County yesterday to see my grandma, aunts and cousins. It's a 4 1/2 hour drive each way, but my brother chauffeured us in his (really, his wife's, but she let us take it) new car. I call it his grown-up car. Super-duper fancy, that car is. Yes, yes, there are fancier cars out there, but I drive a Honda. I'm easily impressed. I told my brother I was disappointed there was no cup holder in the back, and he said there had to be one. After flipping down the arm rest, he found the hidden thingamajibber that pulled out to reveal the cup holders. Never did find the tv, though. ;-)

I didn't get as much reading in as I had hoped, but I did manage to finish The Lost Continent on the way home. In between the bumps. Boy, the 405 needs some major resurfacing! There have been a few landscaping additions, as my mom saw a cell phone tower masquerading as a tree. I think it was trying to be a Douglas fir. It was actually doing a pretty good job. This was the first I had heard of the cell tower trees, and this one wasn't that tall and it was next to a similar looking real tree, so it didn't look out of place.

Today I'm sitting at home with the heater on, because, let's face it, Morro Bay in the summer just isn't warm.


4th of luglio

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

I learned the Italian word for July in class last night. Luglio. Which just makes me giggle when I try to say it, because my mouth really doesn't want to make that combination of sounds.

So far I've learned how to have a basic conversation with a stranger. I live in hope that someone asks me if I'm American, because I can handle the two word e (sorry, I don't know how to add the accent) americana. And if I have a brain freeze, I can always nod my head. The teacher also had us singing along to Enrico Caruso's Santa Lucia. We sucked.

So today is the fourth. Of July. I'm not a very patriotic person, so it's not doing a whole lot for me. Although I am grateful for the day off work, because I have a huge pile of laundry calling my name. Morro Bay will have it's annual fireworks show, and we'll be able to see some of it (if it isn't too foggy) from the dining room window. Which is sort of cool, except I have to be at work at 6am the next morning, so this is notice to the neighbors to get all the fireworks out of your system early. Call me Scrooge.

Remember doing this as a kid? Someone at work mentioned sparklers yesterday, and I had an instant flashback to waving them around and drawing pictures in the air.



Tuesday, July 03, 2007

For Mack, my fellow sushi hater:

Check it out...you can order chocolate Koo-Ki sushi. Much as I love chocolate, I don't think I could get past the look of raw fish.


Let me outta here!

I am stuck in the special hell that is the last hour of the workday before a holiday.

You know, when no one else is left in the building and you don't feel like working?

In a real sense, people who have read good literature have lived more than people who cannot or will not read. It is not true that we have only one life to live; if we can read, we can live as many more lives and as many kinds of lives as we wish. ~S.I. Hayakawa

The World is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page.
~St. Augustine

Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness.
~Mark Twain

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