Sunday, May 31, 2020
Saturday, May 30, 2020
Friday, May 29, 2020
Book Excerpt for the Day
Claudine
had mentioned that Claude had just broken up with his boyfriend, too, so he was
unattached: all six feet of him, accessorized with rippling black hair and
rippling muscles and a six-pack that could have been featured in Abs Weekly. Mentally add to that a pair of brown
velour-soft eyes, a chiseled jaw, and a sensuous mouth with a pouty bottom lip,
and you’ve got Claude. Not that I was
noticing.
(from Dead as a
Doornail by Charlaine Harris)
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Thursday, May 28, 2020
Wednesday, May 27, 2020
Tuesday, May 26, 2020
Monday, May 25, 2020
Sunday, May 24, 2020
Saturday, May 23, 2020
Thursday, May 21, 2020
Book Excerpt for the Day
“Let
me provisionally say that we knew each other nineteen years, seven months, and
around fifteen days when he passed away so tragically. I have kept careful records my whole
life. The only data I won’t be able to
record is the exact time of my own death, unless I commit suicide, which I have
no plans to do. But my lawyer has
instructions to burn all my notebooks when I die. They are of value only to me, not anyone
else.”
Wallander was starting to sense that Sundelius was one of those people
who did not get enough chances to talk to others.
(from One Step
Behind by Henning Mankell)
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Wednesday, May 20, 2020
Tuesday, May 19, 2020
Monday, May 18, 2020
Sunday, May 17, 2020
Book Excerpt for the Day
A
few entrepreneurs realized that there was a market for higher quality ice cream
in small containers at high prices. In
1961 Rose Mattus and her husband, Reuben, developed such a brand and called it Häagen-Dazs. The success of this brand name proves that
Americans like their food to have foreign names – the way they will use
coriander only when it is called cilantro and the way sherbet has made a
comeback under the name “sorbet”. The
Mattuses intended “Häagen-Dazs” to sound Danish, though there is no umlaut in
Danish. But if you wanted a word to look
foreign, what could be better than an umlaut?
(from Milk! by Mark Kurlansky)
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Saturday, May 16, 2020
Cornhole Competition
We were reduced to watching a "cornhole" match today during breakfast. That's apparently an updated word for "bean bag". I am not making this up.
Friday, May 15, 2020
Word for the Day
Word for the Day: "Proustian" (adj.): relating to or characteristic of the French writer Marcel Proust or his works, particularly with reference to the recovery of the lost past and the stimulation of unconscious memory.
Thursday, May 14, 2020
Book Excerpt for the Day
Before
the Virus, schools taught all sorts of subjects, but now they stuck to the
basics. Enough to communicate and
survive in a world of rudimentary living.
And parents could stop sending their kids to school whenever they wanted
to. It was more important for your kid
to help grow food or sew shirts or fish or chop wood or keep an old car or
bicycle going. Or to work one of the necessary
jobs in town.
(from H2O by Irving Belateche)
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Wednesday, May 13, 2020
Tuesday, May 12, 2020
Monday, May 11, 2020
Sunday, May 10, 2020
Saturday, May 09, 2020
Friday, May 08, 2020
Book Excerpt for the Day
“Is
it safe to talk here?”
“Well, sure,” I said. “Why not?”
“The place isn’t … bugged?”
“Well, we have an exterminator come once a month, but in a neighborhood
like this you can’t expect –“
“No no! I mean microphones,
listening devices.”
“Oh, those! Oh, sure, we’ve got
lots of those. In the light switches
mostly, and here and there. But they
don’t work any more.”
“Are you sure? You’ve deactivated
every one?”
“Well, most of them, rats ate the wiring.”
(from The Spy in
the Ointment by Donald E. Westlake)
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Thursday, May 07, 2020
Wednesday, May 06, 2020
Monday, May 04, 2020
Book Excerpt for the Day
Two
things became apparent: first, that Ralph Waldo Emerson had lived and died in
the 1800s and therefore could not have written any letters dated September
third, 1940, and, second, that his writing was so dense and arcane that it
couldn’t possibly have held the slightest interest for my grandfather, who
wasn’t exactly an avid reader. I
discovered Emerson’s soporific qualities the hard way, by falling asleep with
my face in the book, drooling all over an essay called “Self Reliance”.
(from Miss
Peregrine’s Home For Peculiar Children by Ransom
Riggs)
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Sunday, May 03, 2020
Saturday, May 02, 2020
Friday, May 01, 2020
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