Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Sick Days

The sun is breaking through the clouds, which may also indicate that my illness is passing. I took a serious sick day yesterday, considering that I had retched immediately after breakfast on Sunday and was down for the count, only eating some chicken soup Monday evening. Whatever virus infected my bloodstream now seems to be lifting. I took today off as an added cushion against this bug hanging around longer than it rightly should.

The better part of feeling on the mend today was being able to finish the Scott Spencer novel I had been reading. There's nothing worse than feeling so sick that you cannot even read! I'm now planning on diving right into Zadie Smith's On Beauty. It's been a while since I have read a couple of meaty literary novels successively. I've been reading philosophy, and sprinkling in some page-turning thrillers. It will be nice to start making a dent into the fiction on the shelves that surround me.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Thirsty Thursday

Well, I'm not thirsty per se, but I am going to lunch soon. I'll probably be able to slake any thirst I may have at that point. The highlight will be seeing my son, who I haven't seen since Sunday. I'll be having lunch with him before I head into work for the evening.

It's still rainy and gray outside. Spring is holding off I guess. Maybe the residents of Seattle haven't been well behaved this past winter, and we are being made to wait until summer to enjoy spring. Maybe...

Anyway, here is a video of Cake, singing "Sick of You."

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Page Turning as a Hobby

I have about a page and a half left to read in Bertrand Russell's The Problems of Philosophy. For the most part, I tackled the Russell, because it's only 160 pages long, and it seemed like an important philosophical work to have read. Tonight (or more likely tomorrow) I'll be starting Gone 'til November by Wallace Stroby. I'm expecting something along the line of Elmore Leonard; rich characters, realistic dialogue and a compelling storyline. It may be time to read two or three novels back to back even though I'm enjoying the philosophy that I have been reading lately.

My son is battling pneumonia this week. He'll be arriving for his stay at daddy's house tomorrow, and I'm hoping that a few days worth of antibiotics will have him well on down the road to recovery. The warm days are nearly here, so we all need to be healthy to enjoy some outside time.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

A New Day

I took a "fashion risk" and had my taxes down at H & R Block today. I had preliminarily done my own taxes on Turbo-Tax, and it looked like I was going to owe just over $300, which is a substantial amount to a lowly bookstore employee. I figured that I didn't have anything to lose by having a professional do my taxes. I was glad that I made that decision, because now I'm actually going to get a substantial amount back. Of course, it will all go to pay bills (like ex-wife, car insurance and other minor annoyances.) Maybe I can actually manage to get myself an object or two that I have been desiring, like a small laptop with which to write on the go. Anyway, my refund news brightened up my day, which is good considering that it's still gray and rainy here in Seattle.

On to other subjects. Even I'm sick of my whining about debts. How about you? I still set aside more books at work than I have space for at home. It's an addiction that I cannot gripe about too much. I love books too much to ever think of them in a negative light. I met two people yesterday at the used book counter that are in the same boat that I am. They were recently divorced and are now having to downsize their libraries. It's not an easy task, but there is something satisfying about weeding out books that I will probably never read, and holding on to the more important and noteworthy works. Stuff that I need to read before I kick the proverbial bucket.

So last night I bought Queer by William S. Burroughs, Boxcar Bertha,Fatelessness by Imre Kertész, and Habitations of the Word by William H. Gass. I still have lofty goals when it comes to my reading. I'm in the midst of my second philosophy book in a month. I continually feel the need to keep my brain alive, and challenged. I do that by thinking about nearly unthinkable concepts like reality. I still enjoy the periodic mystery/thriller though. Nothing like a good page turner to while away the hours.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Speaking of Reality

Here is a bonus video. A little tour through the known universe.

The Real Me

Reality . . . What a concept. Sometimes the real me comes out. It's just unavoidable. No matter how I try and distract my mind with fiction, philosophy, or foolishness, I still end up being the ultimate misanthrope. I have a hatred for the mainstream stupidity that our society seem to breed in its citizens. Of course, people themselves have a responsibility to educate themselves; to avoid continually walking around in a daze. Most folks just want to get by, seeking out what pleasures they can, on the way to the grave. I actually get envious that simple people get joy from such inanities as football, American Idol, or just plain staying out on Friday nights and drinking until you fall down. Instead I fret and agonize over petty shit that cannot be changed by me. Not no way, not no how.

So, tonight I bitch, because I'm frustrated and still a day away from payday. The wolves are still howling at the door for their just due. I just hope that they don't decide to add interest to my already late bills. If they do I'll just regale them with the old adage: You can't get blood from a stone. Then they may try and prove me wrong. Who knows? Maybe you can get blood from a stone. Stranger things have happened.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Lurching Towards Mid-Week

Well, maybe not lurching so much as shuffling along. It's one of those slow work weeks. I can tell, because it's only Tuesday. It really should be Friday by now. Besides the fact that Friday is payday, and I have bill collectors patiently waiting (yeah, right!) for my payments.

I walked to work today, which is becoming a nice habit, but today the bitter wind was pushing me back towards home. I had to fight against the frigid breeze to make it to work, and then, once I was there, I wondered why. But without any sick days or vacation time, I'll most likely be at work five days a week for the foreseeable future.

I've been in quite the ranting mood, but without the angry energy to jot all those fuming thoughts down. Mostly I just have more complaints about Idiot America. I swear that they are now publishing books for non-readers. Today we actually received a copy of book about the "barefoot bandit." You remember the goober, who had a blast stealing boats and such from vacationers in the Caribbean. He became a minor celebrity here in the U.S.. Now there is actually a book about his misadventures. You can be sure that there are plenty of pictures.

I'm veering away from mainstream media by no longer watching television (although I'm already missing baseball, and the season has not started yet), and I am no using Gmail, rather than that godawful Comcast. When I used to check my email on Comcast.com I was besieged by their idea of news headlines. They usually amounted to celebrity gossip. What passes for news in this country makes me nauseous, and if I want to find out what's going on in the world I'll check in with the BBC, or some other outlet that doesn't have cleavage and celebrity's babies on their minds. Oh, that reminds me: Gwyneth Paltrow has a new cookbook out. She now joins other celebs like Alicia Silverstone, who impart their culinary wisdom upon us burger eaters out here.

I wish that there was a reason for me to go out on the deck and look at the moon tonight, but I have a feeling that it's hiding it's yellow face anyway. Maybe by the weekend I can commune with nature by doing a little stargazing.