Monday, December 28, 2009

The Portrait of an Author.

...I am always amazed with the introduction inside of books and how they always manage to take an authors life, lustrous or not, compile everything into one little section. Words like 'exquisite stillness', divine horizon', and 'incomparable impression' are thrown around, and yet, as 'courageously profound' as the authors of the author make their lives out to be, I'm not so amazed. I finish it wondering...'so yeah, they wrote this book and some other great ones and sure they hung out with other authors who spent time outdoors 'capturing life in its truist form'-well, obviously their love lives were awful and their childhood was predictibly the reasoning behind their insane brillance that ultimately coincided with their horrible downfall in life...but, really, is that it?'

You know, I don't even know what it is that I'm looking for, but it seems as though I'm hungry to know more about the author while reading their 'introduction'...maybe this is quite possibly why the introduction is written: they hook you with the sad pitiful life of the author, plainly draw out the questions that we haven't even come up with yet that explains the depth of the work that in the end, all together totals about thirty pages (vi-xxxv)-not including the bibliography (xxxvi-xxxvii) and this all happens even BEFORE page one.
Obviously-the short translated version of a classic that they slip right in there after the biography...real smart guys, huge page turner. Story ruined.

All I'm saying is, maybe just post a link that's some odd number long below the title page so that 1-paper will be saved, 2-promotion of other resourses are being used, and 3-human beings now a days won't feel like daft idiots whose hands are strewn with paper cuts from flipping back counting pages wondering what number xxvii translates too.

Now...I will try once more to continue my voyage of 'The Portait of Lady' by: the man whose 'personal life took on its penultimate form...' THE-Henry James

Saturday, December 26, 2009

a little late...

...but i love it all the same. even after christmas.


may the christmas spirit continue throughout the year.

Friday, December 25, 2009

White Christmas

Merry Christmas to all!


I GOT ME SOME NEW SOCKS!
Lets make some snow families in the yard.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

obsessed


i want these costumes.
i wish i could have done this dance.
i wish i could have just been there.
oh. my. gosh.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

thinkin of packin some boxes...nah.






thank you madi. my all nighter would have been awful without you.
simple, yet addictive.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Shoutout...not via twitter.

If I were to ever have a dog...I would name her Stella. Inspiration: Streetcar Named Desire.

If I were to ever have a cat...I would name her Euguene. Eugee for short (Ew-G).

If I were to ever have a fish...another fish...I would name 'it' Sinkem.

If I were to ever have a goat...no. I wouldn't.



I want an apartment with landlords that will allow me to pretend I was a vet. Or like Dr. Dolittle (which he actually did a lot...if you think about it). No! I would be like Noah, animals would be eeeeeeeeverywhere. I love animals.

Too bad I am only allowed to have 'sinkem'...or a ferret. Merry Christmas.


This is a weird blog...I am sorry.
For the record-I don't like nor would I ever really and honestly want a ferret.

Monday, December 7, 2009

Kina.

Umm... I am in LOVE.