“Don’t worry. You will see that, in retrospect, everything will have been for the best.“
“Yeah, perhaps, but it is waiting for the retrospect that kills me.”
Indeed.
January 2nd, 2005 § 4
“Don’t worry. You will see that, in retrospect, everything will have been for the best.“
“Yeah, perhaps, but it is waiting for the retrospect that kills me.”
Indeed.
January 2nd, 2005 § 24
Here is a link to the top ten most outrageous statements of 2004 as chosen by MediaMatters.org. Sadly, I will bet that the list of contenders was a long one. Let’s hope that the choice is easier in 2005…
January 2nd, 2005 § 21
Tonight, the night between 1/1 and 1/2 is the night when the Japanese predict a year’s fortunes by what items appear in their dreams. “Hatsu Yume” directly translates into “first dream”. The best three things to have appear in one’s dream are, in descending order, Mount Fuji (because of its majesty, perhaps), hawks (due to their ability to achieve great hights) and eggplants (I really can’t say about this one — I heard one person say that it is because eggplants have no hair (“ke ga nai”), which is pronounced the same as a phrase meaning to have no injuries (“kega nai”), but this seems less likely than…); the main explanation for why these are the three biggies is that they are indigenous to the area of Japan that was also home to the famous Shogun, Tokugawa Ieyasu. I get the feeling that no one really knows for sure. I have also heard that dreaming of a white snake fortells financial gain, but I don’t know the reason for that one at all. In order to have a good dream, it is said that one should sleep with a picture of the 七福神 (“Shichifukujin” — seven lucky gods) beneath their pillow. Or, if you are not convinced that the gods can help, you can go with a “no dream is good news” philosophy and substitute a picture of Baku, the dream eaters. I am not sure what I will do. Probably, with nothing beneath my pillow, I will have yet another disturbing chain of dreams starring people who both are and aren’t who they are supposed to be, set in places that both are and aren’t where they are supposed to be, throbbing sexual undertones, surreal color schemes and soundtracks made of both music I hate and whatever song is coming out of the alarm clock when it goes off in the morning. Anyone want to take a crack at interpreting that?
January 1st, 2005 § 23
Wagahai got me my very first Amazon gift subscription for Christmas in 1997, and using it, I made my first Amazon purchase. The sheer deliciousness of book shopping in my pee-jays while lounging on the sofa lingered with me for days. What a fantastic thing, this online book store was!
These days, I can’t help but feel as though I am book shopping at Target whenever I go to their site — I am, as a matter of fact, as well as at Borders and Toys-R-Us and Nordstrom and tons of other retail companies now in bed with Amazon. Don’t get me wrong, I am a bit of a real-life Target slut, so I do not mean to sound disgusted. However, I hate to see a book store become more than a book store (or less than a book store in the case of mall book stores like B. Dalton and the like). Amazon has also picked up some curious habits and pulled some curious stunts between my first visit and now:
At any rate, I buy a lot less from Amazon now. Powells and Alibris get use along with Abebooks as a online places to buy books (used — the only way to buy! Well, unless of course the book is brand new and so tempting that you have to have it now now now…), and Amazon gets used as a book-review-resource/wish-list–minder, which is about all it is good for these days.
January 1st, 2005 § 22
Occasionally will come a publisher whose entire catalog is a source of book-lust. Tonight, a friend told me of a book he was thinking of purchasing called The School of Whoredom [Amazon]. Upon reading more about it, I was smitten, and after rooting about a smidgen at http://www.hesparuspress.com, I found quite a few more books that have been added to my lust list:
Shoot. Even one of the books I have been most enthralled with lately turns out to have been from Hesperus: The Last Day of a Condemned Man byVictor Hugo [Amazon]. To be honest, the more I peruse the Hesperus site, the more I come to think that what I really want is one of each, please.
January 1st, 2005 § 2
This posts counts both as this site’s disclaimer regarding content, and as theft #2 of the new year. No one has put so well the way I feel about people’s reactions to what I put on my websites as Chaucer did in the prologue to “The Miller’s Tale”; so, to kick off this reborn blog, here it is in both Chaucer’s english and in a more modern interpretation: » Read the rest of this entry «
January 1st, 2005 § 4
Neil Gaiman has a New Year’s wish for his readers that I am trying to wish for myself, and most definitely wish for all the peeps-o-my-heart:
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t to forget make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.
January 1st, 2005 § 1
I love Christmas carols… not the new ones, so much, but the old ones. A well-done “Silent Night” makes me cry. I listen to Christmas carols all year round, to be honest. There. My secret is out. However, I have come to wonder why there are so many Christmas songs and not as many Easter songs, even though, according to most practicing Christians I know, Easter is far more important a holiday. Why is this? I tried to come up with some ideas:
Anyone? Ideas? Real answers? It is going to haunt me until I know.
January 1st, 2005 § 28
I hug ‘em, I admit it. For the rest of those who do, as well as those who just like unique stuff, treehugger.com is a great resource if you are hunting for eco-friendly goods such as:
January 1st, 2005 § 24
A quick addition to my comment on the Go for Coffee post:
“One measure by the Paris-based Organization for Economic Cooperation and Development shows that none of the world’s richest countries donated even 1 percent of its gross national income. The highest, as of April, was Norway, at 0.92 percent; the lowest was the United States, at 0.14 percent.”