Well, Hopper’s been gainfully employed for the past
three months. Feels good to get up and go somewhere every day, do something and
get paid to do it, even if it’s not my first choice as to how I’d spend my
waking hours. But I’m contributing to the family finances and still have time
to help out, and that’s a good feeling.
My tax class starts in two weeks. So far I’ve logged
115 hours of self-study (yes, I keep track). Feel confident I won’t be seeing
anything for the first time my first day. Or most of the semester, for that
matter. I have a good grasp on the tax code, tax preparation, tax avoidance
(avoidance is legal, evasion isn’t), and my right brain hasn’t run screaming
for the hills.
Last week I wasted nearly five days battling bronchitis.
Started last Tuesday when I woke up and found swallowing painful. By afternoon
my nasal passages were fully flowing. Wednesday it migrated south and I began serial
coughing. By Thursday it was unbearable. Dizzy, hot and sweaty alternating with
the chills, my torso in actual pain from the constant hacking. I went to the
doctor – something I never do – and she got me on special antibiotics (“and
take some Alleve for your muscle pain!”). Turns out I had a 100.5 degree fever,
though blood pressure and pulse rate were normal. By Friday afternoon the fever
broke and I was on my way to recovery.
During all that, I kept picking up new books to read.
Now I got four I’m snailpacing through, breaking my unofficial personal rule of
TWO BOOKS AT A TIME, MAX (one fiction, one non-fiction). Right now I alternate
between –
1,001
Things Everyone Should Know About the Civil War,
by Frank Vandiver
Soros:
The Life and Times of a Messianic Billionaire, by Michael
Kaufman
How
the Stock Market Works, by John M. Dalton
The
Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch, by Philip K. Dick
Spent the last week, week-and-a-half watching Peter
Jackson’s Lord of the Rings trilogy.
God, that’s an awful piece of cinema. But the girls, to my utter chagrin and
heartfelt disappointment, have no desire to stroll the pages of Professor
Tolkien’s literary masterpiece. So in a gambit to stoke some interest I’m
letting them see the movies. My takeaway of the whole thing was that I need to
write an epic, 10,000 word take down entitled “Everything Wrong with Peter
Jackson’s Lord of the Rings trilogy,”
for the dozen or so readers online who might find it an interesting
speak-truth-to-power. The girls’ takeaway was a fascination with Gollum and
Orlando Bloom as “Legs” Legolas.
Looking forward to heading down to the Jersey shore
and visit with my father-in-law for the Labor Day weekend. We’ll leave Saturday
morning and return Monday evening. He and the girls will spend hours and hours on
the beach while I will remain back in the air-conditioned apartment (or our
hotel room, depends), reading, studying, and relaxing. Oh – and Tuesday is the
first day of school for Little One and Patch, my seventh- and third-graders.
Very exciting times, especially as Patch is firing up on the soccer field
again.
As always, itching to read / learn / experience
something weird. Borrowed a couple of unusual fringe-y stuff from the library,
but not ready to reveal them yet. In line with the Peebles – Hynek – Sanderson
books I’ve recently put away (at about a one-book-a-month pace). We’ll see.
Can’t believe how quickly the summer has flown by. This
time a year ago, after an initial hypersonic burst of excitement and
enthusiasm, I found myself lost and adrift at the border of August and
September. Now, not so much so, and for that I’m grateful, happy, and hopeful.
Okay, then – bring it on, Fall!
1 comment:
It's a shame the girls will have the imagery of the movies influencing their brains when they eventually do pick up and read "Rings". 1 minor, minor case in point. When reading it, I always pronounced Sauron as Saw-ron (NY accent). Was floored when Elijah Wood referred to "him" as Sow-ron.
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