I spent the night in a British movie about life in the colonies in Victorian times, like Passage to India. (I mean it was a dream.) I was making instant wine, from powder, like instant coffee.
And so I belong to history. I have been reading an article about *Our Bodies, Our Selves* and the feminist movement, back in ancient history.
Went back to bed, slept until 1 PM. Woke up feeling rested. Strange.
PPQS met tonight. In the course of conversation Lea mentioned that during the War with Mexico, the Mexicans printed broadsides enticing the Irish Catholics to desert the American army. And some did. (Lea is an archivist and would like to have one of those broadsides.) I never thot of the Mexican war as Interactive.
BOOK REVIEW:
I gave away *Beach Road*. After three or four chapters I succumbed to the temptation to read the last two chapters. Patterson has violated the Prime Directive of the mystery story. I gave it away.
Ellen Hart, *The Mortal Groove*
I have no idea what that title has to do with the book. This is one of a series about Jane Lawless, a Lesbian restranteur in Minneapolis. Minnesota. Jane has a friend, Cordelia, whose girl friend is an investigative reporter. The reporter is knifed when she starts investigating an old unsolved murder from 1971.
I was wondering how that got into the story and now I remember. Jane's father is running for governor. The reporter is doing background investigating of the campaign manager who is involved somehow in that murder.
I was in suspense. I don't know how that can be when I know Jane survives for another book. Anyhow, I enjoyed the book and recommend it to liberal minded women. After all, the heroine is a Lesbian.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Sunday June 29
I did it again. I said to the dogs, "D'y'all want to eat?"
I woke when the alarm rang. Before the second alarm after the snooze button, it began to rain buckets. I drove home last night in a horrible cloud burst. So I have had enuf. I turned off alarm and went back to sleep. I ache all over. Another front must be coming in.
I was too tired to even take dogs to the park.
BOOK REVIEW
Gillian Roberts, *The Mummer's Curse*.
Philadelphia has a tradition of a Mummer's Parade on New Year's Day. Mummers date back to the middle ages in various forms. Mummers seems to mean "masked". In Philadelphia there are social clubs composed of various ethnic communities, blue collar workers.
There are four categories of groups, Fancy, Comic, string bands and something else. The Fancies just march in complex costumes. There are competitions and prizes.
Our heroine is Amanda Pepper who is now cohabiting with a homicide detective. Amanda is a high school English teacher. One of her fellow teachers is an ardent mummer and takes Amanda to a rehearsal of their club. So Amanda and C.K attend the parade in order to watch her friend's club. As the group passes in front of Amanda, one of the mummers is shot. Eventually her friend becomes the chief suspect. And the game is afoot.
Recommended for women only.
Hugs, Dr. Liz
I woke when the alarm rang. Before the second alarm after the snooze button, it began to rain buckets. I drove home last night in a horrible cloud burst. So I have had enuf. I turned off alarm and went back to sleep. I ache all over. Another front must be coming in.
I was too tired to even take dogs to the park.
BOOK REVIEW
Gillian Roberts, *The Mummer's Curse*.
Philadelphia has a tradition of a Mummer's Parade on New Year's Day. Mummers date back to the middle ages in various forms. Mummers seems to mean "masked". In Philadelphia there are social clubs composed of various ethnic communities, blue collar workers.
There are four categories of groups, Fancy, Comic, string bands and something else. The Fancies just march in complex costumes. There are competitions and prizes.
Our heroine is Amanda Pepper who is now cohabiting with a homicide detective. Amanda is a high school English teacher. One of her fellow teachers is an ardent mummer and takes Amanda to a rehearsal of their club. So Amanda and C.K attend the parade in order to watch her friend's club. As the group passes in front of Amanda, one of the mummers is shot. Eventually her friend becomes the chief suspect. And the game is afoot.
Recommended for women only.
Hugs, Dr. Liz
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Chesapeake
Off to Ft. Woof as fast as we can. I have things to do today. The dogs were quiet this morning. Nobody moving, esp that pesky little chihuahua next door. Dog named Benji.
Sat morn and parking lot at Gateway is crowded with tailgate picnics. Lady Chica loves the weekend. So many cars. She directs traffic. At first there were twenty people. I counted. By noon we were left alone with only a three legged dog.
Attended Circle Theatre. See review below. Then I scorched over to Primary Purpose for open AA birthday night. I brot a Key Lime pie.
THEATRE REVIEW:
Saw *Chesapeake* by Edward Blessing. That is the strangest play I have ever seen and certainly the most sophisticated. This is the last weekend; so I can't spoil it for anyone.
Our hero is a performance artist. One actor performs all the way through the play. He rants and raves about the futurists. When the senator from his state is advocating closing the NEA (National Endowment for the Arts), our hero decides to dognap the senator's dog. The senator uses his dog in his campaigning. Well, both hero and dog are killed in an accident.
The curtain for Act II raises on our hero who has been reincarnated as a dog. He can use the computer to communicate and convinces the senator that he is a messanger from God. So the senator supports the NEA. The senator's wife gets him tossed out in the middle of Chesapeake Bay. The dog is a retreiver and drags the senator to land, and they live happily ever after.
The dog is a Chesapeake Bay retreiver.
The play uses the term neonancy, a term I have come to love. Neonancy means late development of certain traits. Dogs are wolves who remain puppies. Homo sapiens are apes who remain in a foetal state. Julius Huxley wrote a novel about this in the 1930's, *After Many a Summer Dies the Swan*.
How did I like the play? I was on the edge of my seat but the man next to me slept through most of it.
Sat morn and parking lot at Gateway is crowded with tailgate picnics. Lady Chica loves the weekend. So many cars. She directs traffic. At first there were twenty people. I counted. By noon we were left alone with only a three legged dog.
Attended Circle Theatre. See review below. Then I scorched over to Primary Purpose for open AA birthday night. I brot a Key Lime pie.
THEATRE REVIEW:
Saw *Chesapeake* by Edward Blessing. That is the strangest play I have ever seen and certainly the most sophisticated. This is the last weekend; so I can't spoil it for anyone.
Our hero is a performance artist. One actor performs all the way through the play. He rants and raves about the futurists. When the senator from his state is advocating closing the NEA (National Endowment for the Arts), our hero decides to dognap the senator's dog. The senator uses his dog in his campaigning. Well, both hero and dog are killed in an accident.
The curtain for Act II raises on our hero who has been reincarnated as a dog. He can use the computer to communicate and convinces the senator that he is a messanger from God. So the senator supports the NEA. The senator's wife gets him tossed out in the middle of Chesapeake Bay. The dog is a retreiver and drags the senator to land, and they live happily ever after.
The dog is a Chesapeake Bay retreiver.
The play uses the term neonancy, a term I have come to love. Neonancy means late development of certain traits. Dogs are wolves who remain puppies. Homo sapiens are apes who remain in a foetal state. Julius Huxley wrote a novel about this in the 1930's, *After Many a Summer Dies the Swan*.
How did I like the play? I was on the edge of my seat but the man next to me slept through most of it.
Friday, June 27, 2008
Nora Roberts
Got up at my usual hour of 9:30 am. Dogs were busy this morning. Probably neighbors were out talking. I could not take the torture of exercise.
I have sort of hung around all day, cutting out pieces of shirts. Listening to another Gillian Roberts, Amanda Pepper in Philly. It is rather slow.
I took two naps. One in the aft and one in the evening. Got to Ft. Woof about 7:30 PM. Lady Chica and Blitzen raced a pack of big dogs along the fence. two of them were racing greyhounds.
I had a literary conversation with two people. One of the women remembers what I read last week.
Came home and sat out with the neighbors for a while. The old ladies sit around, Marilyn in a wheel chair. Mildred and Ola Mae are helping take care of her.
NOTES ON BOOKS:
j.d. Robb is Nora Roberts. I looked her up in Wikipedia and she began writing in 1981. She has three nom de plumes because her publishers wanted to publish more books.
The series about Lt. Eve Dallas are called "police procedurals".
BOOK REVIEW
Gillian Roberts, *Found Dead in Philadelphia*
another nom de plume
I found this book rather slow but the ending was a vast surprise and eminantly satisfying.
The protagonist is Amanda Pepper, a high school English teacher. A fellow teacher comes to her house early in the morning and begs sanctuary. When Amanda comes home from school the teacher is found dead in her living room.
The story is told in first person with much inner dialog. I would say this is a woman's book.
Hugs, Dr. Liz
I have sort of hung around all day, cutting out pieces of shirts. Listening to another Gillian Roberts, Amanda Pepper in Philly. It is rather slow.
I took two naps. One in the aft and one in the evening. Got to Ft. Woof about 7:30 PM. Lady Chica and Blitzen raced a pack of big dogs along the fence. two of them were racing greyhounds.
I had a literary conversation with two people. One of the women remembers what I read last week.
Came home and sat out with the neighbors for a while. The old ladies sit around, Marilyn in a wheel chair. Mildred and Ola Mae are helping take care of her.
NOTES ON BOOKS:
j.d. Robb is Nora Roberts. I looked her up in Wikipedia and she began writing in 1981. She has three nom de plumes because her publishers wanted to publish more books.
The series about Lt. Eve Dallas are called "police procedurals".
BOOK REVIEW
Gillian Roberts, *Found Dead in Philadelphia*
another nom de plume
I found this book rather slow but the ending was a vast surprise and eminantly satisfying.
The protagonist is Amanda Pepper, a high school English teacher. A fellow teacher comes to her house early in the morning and begs sanctuary. When Amanda comes home from school the teacher is found dead in her living room.
The story is told in first person with much inner dialog. I would say this is a woman's book.
Hugs, Dr. Liz
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Thursday June 26
Phone call woke me at 9:30 am. I have no intention of going outside until evening, altho I do need to walk dogs. Most of my pain is gone.
I went outside and changed my mind. Off we went to Ft. Woof to spend two hours with Judy and Szabo. The day is getting warmer, however. I stopped at Town talk for dog food. Got some organic black berries and blue berries.
Came home and sat outside chatting with Ola Mae, Marily and Mildred.
Took a three hour nap.
Made a library run to return tapes. Sat around this evening, hand sewing and listening.
BOOK REVIEW:
J.D. Robb, *Memory in Death* (Nora Roberts)
Roberts has written more than 150 books. She is getting better with mysteries. I am enjoying this as a mystery, altho it is still soft porn.
Her protagonist for the series is Lt. Eva Dallas of NYPD. Her name is Dallas bc she was found on the streets there. No ID and no memory. For a while she was in foster care. (I find the chronology of her childhood somewhat fragmented.) In this novel, her foster mother comes to New York to get money from Eva, whether by pity or by blackmail. Mother is found beaten to death in hotel room. Happily, Eva and her husband have alibis. The hunt is on. Let the game begin.
Hugs, Dr. Liz
I went outside and changed my mind. Off we went to Ft. Woof to spend two hours with Judy and Szabo. The day is getting warmer, however. I stopped at Town talk for dog food. Got some organic black berries and blue berries.
Came home and sat outside chatting with Ola Mae, Marily and Mildred.
Took a three hour nap.
Made a library run to return tapes. Sat around this evening, hand sewing and listening.
BOOK REVIEW:
J.D. Robb, *Memory in Death* (Nora Roberts)
Roberts has written more than 150 books. She is getting better with mysteries. I am enjoying this as a mystery, altho it is still soft porn.
Her protagonist for the series is Lt. Eva Dallas of NYPD. Her name is Dallas bc she was found on the streets there. No ID and no memory. For a while she was in foster care. (I find the chronology of her childhood somewhat fragmented.) In this novel, her foster mother comes to New York to get money from Eva, whether by pity or by blackmail. Mother is found beaten to death in hotel room. Happily, Eva and her husband have alibis. The hunt is on. Let the game begin.
Hugs, Dr. Liz
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Wednesday June 25
I rarely take a shower *before* exercise but I felt like it today. I must be feeling better. Off to exercise and grocery bingo.
Exercise was pure torture today. Torture. Stayed for grocery bingo. Got a water bottle with a stem I can freeze. Then soup was furnished by a home health care company.
Now for a nap at 12:45 PM (noon).
Slept for almost three hours. Pain in shoulder has diminished. Finished Cat Who book. Now to start tapes of Gillian Roberts.
My dogs were models of obedience at the dog park. When I shouted "Time Out" Blitzen stopped humping the puppy. blitz was just socializing him into the pack. With one clap of thunder Lady Chica sought me out. We were just at the car when the heavens opened. We are having heavy rain. This must be why my shoulder has been hurting so badly.
BOOK REVIEW
J. D. Robb, *Naked in Death*.
J.D. Robb is the nom de plume chosen by Nora Roberts when the author of romance novels changed to mystery.
This is soft porn for women. Romance. Every woman's secret fantasy. The richest man in the world falls in love with her. Meanwhile Lt. Eve Dallas is a police officer solving a murder.
Hugs, Dr. Liz
Exercise was pure torture today. Torture. Stayed for grocery bingo. Got a water bottle with a stem I can freeze. Then soup was furnished by a home health care company.
Now for a nap at 12:45 PM (noon).
Slept for almost three hours. Pain in shoulder has diminished. Finished Cat Who book. Now to start tapes of Gillian Roberts.
My dogs were models of obedience at the dog park. When I shouted "Time Out" Blitzen stopped humping the puppy. blitz was just socializing him into the pack. With one clap of thunder Lady Chica sought me out. We were just at the car when the heavens opened. We are having heavy rain. This must be why my shoulder has been hurting so badly.
BOOK REVIEW
J. D. Robb, *Naked in Death*.
J.D. Robb is the nom de plume chosen by Nora Roberts when the author of romance novels changed to mystery.
This is soft porn for women. Romance. Every woman's secret fantasy. The richest man in the world falls in love with her. Meanwhile Lt. Eve Dallas is a police officer solving a murder.
Hugs, Dr. Liz
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Stone Kiss
One victim of the gas crunch -- victims of the gas crunch are the antique malls in Arlington. Vendors cannot afford to drive around searching for sale items. This is one change I had not anticipated.
Peach cobbler for breakfast. Off to Baptist Center.
This afternoon I listened to tape of Faye Kellerman, *Stone Kiss* As the final casette rolled I suddenly knew how it turned out, that I had read this before.
The title comes from the Biblical story of Jacob and Esau. Jacob and Esau were the sons of Isaac, the son of Abraham. Esau was the oldest by ten minutes and would receive his father's blessing and the largest share of the inheritance.
Jacob was wiley, however. One day Esau came home from hunting, voraciously hungry, and Jacob talked him into trading his birth right for a mess of pottage (some kind of bean soup).
After their father died, Jacob decided to bug out. He went far away to live with his cousin or uncle or some kin. Many years later Jacob came home with his two wives, children, and herds. Esau came out to meet him and kissed him and they lived happily ever after.
Rina said, however, that some Jewish scholars believe that Esau did not intend to kiss Jacob, that he intended to bite Jacob's throat and kill him. When he tried to bite Jacob's throat, God changed the throat to stone. Hence stone kiss.
How that applies to the story you have to read and find out.
We went to the park tonight. I am so tired. I did not get to sleep this afternoon.
Hugs, Dr. Liz
Peach cobbler for breakfast. Off to Baptist Center.
This afternoon I listened to tape of Faye Kellerman, *Stone Kiss* As the final casette rolled I suddenly knew how it turned out, that I had read this before.
The title comes from the Biblical story of Jacob and Esau. Jacob and Esau were the sons of Isaac, the son of Abraham. Esau was the oldest by ten minutes and would receive his father's blessing and the largest share of the inheritance.
Jacob was wiley, however. One day Esau came home from hunting, voraciously hungry, and Jacob talked him into trading his birth right for a mess of pottage (some kind of bean soup).
After their father died, Jacob decided to bug out. He went far away to live with his cousin or uncle or some kin. Many years later Jacob came home with his two wives, children, and herds. Esau came out to meet him and kissed him and they lived happily ever after.
Rina said, however, that some Jewish scholars believe that Esau did not intend to kiss Jacob, that he intended to bite Jacob's throat and kill him. When he tried to bite Jacob's throat, God changed the throat to stone. Hence stone kiss.
How that applies to the story you have to read and find out.
We went to the park tonight. I am so tired. I did not get to sleep this afternoon.
Hugs, Dr. Liz
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