Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Here is how it works: Find a favorite book, movie, or videogame review (Science fiction and fantasy related) that you have written, no matter where it was posted, and add it to the following list. Make sure to repost the whole list, because in doing so, we accumulate what the reviewers themselves think is their best work, and give each other some linkages, increasing everyone's rankings.
Again, I plan to keep track of all the blogs that link back to me, and I will add the review of choice to the list. If you are one of the early adopters, you can check back here occasionally and add the new ones that get added to the list at your blog or website.
This probably won't be as successful as the Book Reviewers Linkup Meme, but I certainly would find it useful to know what reviews are considered their best by the writers themselves.
Use the format of [Blog /Website Name] - [Book Name in CAPS w/ Link] by [Book Author Name]"
30. Necromancy Never Pays-- GENERATION DEAD by Daniel Waters
Saturday, February 21, 2009
1. Fire - I know this is sort of a touchy subject what with all that's going on in Australia at the moment, but I'm not talking about the started-by-arsonists kind that kills people. I'm talking about the controlled variety you find in fireplaces, campfires, and atop candles, things like that. Fire is just so cool to watch. It's there but it isn't. It dances along above the surface, blue, orange, yellow, wavering, flickering, mesmerizing. I could sit and watch fire for hours. Of course, my definition of watching fire includes a lot of poking it with sticks, adding fuel and fanning the flames along with actually watching it.
2. Fuzzy socks - On days when you don't have a fire to keep your feet warm, fuzzy socks are invaluable. Not only do they keep your feet warm, but they make you feel like a Muppet, and how can that not make you a little bit happier?
3. Flowers - All of them. Except maybe the ones that smell like rotting meat. Actually, those would still be fascinating to see, I just wouldn't want to bring them home.
4. Full bellies - In particular, full baby bellies (cute!), full puppy bellies (cute!), and my full belly (I'm not grouchy anymore!).
5. Flying - I'm so good at it in my dreams, I don't know why I can't get the hang of it in waking life!
6. Fireflies - Like little bits of magic floating in the air. So cool!
7. Friends - Both the real-life variety and the TV show.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
5. Earrings - They make you pretty...well, prettier.
**Edited 2/21 to add that this post is also a part of ABC Wednesday-go check out other "E" posts over there.
Monday, February 16, 2009
1. Dad - When I was growing up, my dad was the disciplinarian in the family, so, from my point of view, he kind of sucked. The worst was that he would talk to you about what you had done and make you think about what you had done and why you had done it. It was a DRAG! Now I can totally appreciate that strategy, and I am glad that I had someone there to instill some values. He spent 15 years driving 120 miles/day to work and back. We could have moved closer to his work, but he didn't want to disrupt the stability that we had between school, home, and nearby family. My dad is also one of the funniest people I know, he is a great story-teller, and he is someone that I genuinely like as well as love and respect.
2. Duck - This was what everyone called my father-in-law. He met my mother-in-law when she was a single mother with 6 kids in tow, fell madly in love, married her, and they proceeded to have another 7 kids. I'm not sure how the early relations between Duck and his step-kids were, but I know that by the time I came into the family, they were all one big, happy family. The kids are all brothers and sisters, there's never been any designations between half-brothers and brothers, half-sisters and sisters. Duck saw them all as his kids and he worked hard to take care of all of them. He was quiet and accepting of everyone and was a great role model for all of his sons and grand-sons.
3. Dancing - I've always loved dancing, and I love to watch others dance-hula, Dancing With the Stars, ballroom dancing competitions, movies about dancing, the ballet, I love it all. I met my husband while out dancing, and while we don't go out dancing much anymore, we still enjoy it when we do.
4. Dirty Dancing - The movie. See #3. Also, as much as I love this movie, it is one of many that totally ruined me for high school. High school was such a let down after watching this movie. There were no family trips to the Catskills. There were no smoking hot dance instructors with whom to have sultry, forbidden love affairs during the summer. As I recall, there were just summer jobs waiting tables at Chinese food restaurants and things like that. *sigh*
5. Dragons - They're just cool.
6. Dreams - Both the kind you have while you're sleeping and the inspirational, goal-oriented kind.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Well, here's what he looks like today:
This next one is one of my favorite plants. It's a Clerodendrum quadriloculare. When we first moved to Hawaii and were looking for a house, we looked at a lot of model homes in some of the new developments that were going in like gangbusters at the time. One of the plants that was commonly used in the landscaping was this type of Clerodendrum. I never saw any in flower, but I loved the dark green leaves with the purple undersides, and it was something that I kept tucked away in the back of my mind as a "someday" plant. Well, we didn't end up in one of those new model homes, but a couple years after we moved into the house that we did buy, I looked out my office window one morning to find my front yard full of potted plants that my neighbor had snuck into our yard that morning. He knew I liked plants, and he had a bunch of extras sitting around his yard. One of them was this Clerodendrum. (Yay!) Our neighbor passed away about 2 years ago, so this plant holds a special place in our yard and in my heart. When we had our recent landscaping done, they decided to move this plant, and it went through some serious transplant shock. I didn't think it was going to make it. So, I am thrilled to be able to share these pictures with you today.
To see what other people have blooming in their yards right now, visit May Dreams Gardens' Garden Bloggers Bloom Day post.
Friday, February 13, 2009
2. Cats - I like the furry creatures, but I'm talking about the musical. I know there are a lot of people that think Andrew Lloyd Weber is sort of the Stephanie Myer of Broadway, and I won't necessarily argue with them. The play is based on the writings of T.S. Eliot. I'm not really that familiar with T.S. Eliot, but I don't find the story-line of Cats all that compelling, I don't love all the songs, although a well-sung version of "Memory" just shatters me at my core. What I like about Cats is the production itself, all the people running around in their cat costumes and their fancy cat wigs and cat makeup. I like watching the performers on stage-they've actually done quite a good job of turning themselves into cats, even, perhaps especially, the supporting cast. If you watch the chorus of cats in the background while one of the stars is in the spotlight, you will see them all grooming, slinking, stalking, scurrying, and generally doing a great job of becoming lycra-covered, human-looking cats.
This clip is of Elaine Paige, portraying Grizabella as part of the original London cast. She's a washed-up, has-been cat who has been shunned by the rest of the cat community. She's gone through about 8 1/2 of her 9 lives and is trying to come back into the fold.
Awwwwwwww! Go little guy! You can do it, you can do it! Yay!!! He did it! Wait, what...? Awww, that's sweet. I won't tell either. :) Gah! Now I need a tissue!
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Well, I already talked about what I am passionate about, so I am kind of cheating this week because I am going to do a mini-review here as well, but only because I think it fits in perfectly with this theme.
Ten Points by Bill Strickland-This story alternates between the author's childhood and the 2004 series of Thursday Night Criterium rides. Strickland is an editor by day and a cyclist in his spare time, and he has promised his daughter that he will earn ten points in the upcoming riding season. The criteriums, or crits, are weekly races consisting of 30 laps. Every 3rd lap the first four riders across the finish line earn points. Strickland was riding against Olympians and other legends in the racing world, and scoring even one point was hard to imagine, let alone ten. The need to earn the ten points ran a lot deeper than just his promise to his daughter; it was his way of working out some of the demons from his childhood as well.
"I've never been able to explain why bicycles captivated me. They are marvels of both the mechanical and the metaphysical. This simple machine, essentially unchanged since its invention more than a hundred years ago, is the most efficient vehicle ever made, converting about 98 percent of the energy put into it into motion. The bicycle is the iconic childhood Christmas present and the star of one of the most powerful rites of passage when, as children, we learn to propel ourselves beyond our parents' reach. Einstein is said to have thought of the theory of relativity while riding. Albert Hofmann, the chemist who accidentally invented the mind-altering drug LSD, rode a bike during the world's first acid trip. A study in the late nineties found that the rhythm of pedaling a bike induces the same physiological changes the body undergoes during intense prayer or meditation.Wow. I mean, just wow. This little snippet is everything I wish my Weekly Geeks contribution had been. There is another piece that I would love to share with you, but it's the absolute end of the book, and while it isn't exactly a spoiler, it is the very end of the book, and that doesn't seem quite right! I will just say that I thought the ending was absolutely the perfect ending for this book. This was a very quick read, and I would highly recommend it.
But for me, the answer-or as close as I ever get to one-is at once simpler and more expansive: The bicycle spoke to my soul. It reached inside me and touched something essential to my spirit the way old stamps, or African violets, or egg tempera infuse other people. Those who pretend to be able to parse the secrets of our primal loves always sound foolish to me. We love what we love, and I love cycling with the same kind of mysterious, infinite delight with which I love Beth and Natalie and nothing else in this world. That is why I ride, because I was a cyclist before I ever saw a bike, the same way I was Beth's husband and Natalie's father before either of them existed for me. "
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
10. Opportunities that you didn't expect-Whether it's the opportunity to leave work early, travel somewhere you didn't think you would get to go, take a trapeze class, or talk about the fact that you took a trapeze class, it's usually a good thing! Sometimes opportunities don't work out, but having the option is nice.