The Story of Edgar Sawtelle by David Wroblewski

I just finished this book (image of cover below), and recommend it. Just now, I read the NY Times review (2008), and learned a lot about it, mainly that it's based on the story of Hamlet. What kind of an English lit major am I, anyway? I read the whole thing and didn't notice. Anyway, the guy's a hell of a writer. And he's really good at depicting dogs, and a 14 year old boy. It really rang true to this dog lover and former 14 year old boy. Give it a shot.

BBC Radio Drama

Hi, BBC Radio has tons of radio drama and other Podcasts. I Just added an RSS feed to the right side of this blog (BBC 4 Play of the Week). It's an feed for podcast plays.

For more info, click here.
Rob

Another view of the Crab Nebula

Another view of the Crab Nebula


Source: Hubblesite.org

The Crab Nebula

The crab nebula, taken by the Hubble Space Telescope. Just because.
"In 1054 AD, Chinese astronomers were startled by the appearance of a new star, so bright it could be seen in broad daylight for several weeks. Today, the Crab Nebula is what's left of the supernova explosion they witnessed." --From NASA


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Sunset moods

This is a test of the "blog this" function, and a getting-my-feet-wet post in Geezewords. I want to try blathering on for a few minutes in the monring, when my noggin usually feels it's spryest. The photo is from the Oregon coast, near Yachats, June 2011. We saw gray whales there, spouting and carrying on.

Invisible Republic

I just started this.  It's really interesting so far...

Update:  This turned out to be NOT really about Bob Dylan's Basement tapes, and mostly a way for Marcus to riff on his vaast knowledge of American musical culture, along with his glib way with words which in the end really seem to go nowhere at all.  He needs an editor.  I quit maybe a little over half-way through.
Rob

Through the Looking Glass

I just finished this great book.  Jabberwocky seems really relevant these days.  What do you think?

JABBERWOCKY
Lewis Carroll
(from Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872)

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.


"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.