Sunday, April 5, 2009

Making Me a Pot of Zombie Chicken Soup....yum....



I just want to take a moment and thank two of my fellow bloggers, Rebecca of Just One More Page and Sandy of You've Gotta Read This for awarding me an award, what Sandy refers to as 'a slightly twisted' award.

"The blogger who receives this award believes in the Tao of the zombie chicken - excellence, grace and persistence in all situations, even in the midst of a zombie apocalypse. These amazing bloggers regularly produce content so remarkable that their readers would brave a raving pack of zombie chickens just to be able to read their inspiring words. As a recipient of this world-renowned award, you now have the task of passing it on to at least 5 other worthy bloggers. Do not risk the wrath of the zombie chickens by choosing unwisely or not choosing at all..."

Now, it's say I must pass it on to 5 bloggers, or risk the wrath of the Zombie Chicken. I am almost tempted to see what that chicken might do...instead I will attempt to pick out five...soon...really...soon.

So hold off Zombie Chicken! Or you might find yourself in a pot of soup. Have I ever mentioned that I make the very best chicken soup in the whole world. I really do...here little chicken...here little chicken




Thursday, April 2, 2009

St. Augustine Lighthouse


Oh, I have been very, very bad and not posted a lighthouse visit for months! True, it is winter, and lighthouse visiting here in the Northeast tends to lessen in the winter, but still it is unforgivable. Please forgive me anyway.

So, as a special treat, we are going out of state, leaving the Garden State of New Jersey for a moment to head south to the Sunshine State of Florida and visit the very pretty St. Augustine lighthouse. The Bro, the Sil (sister-in-law for you internet challenged) and I flew down to visit The Niece, who is a college student in Florida, and on a free day, we all took a road trip to America's Oldest City to visit the lighthouse. You might not be surprised, but that was my idea and they graciously went along and we all had a lovely day.

It is all one can want in a lighthouse. It is tall, it is conical, it has stripes!
But a bit of background first. The lighthouse that now stands there is not the first structure that has stood on Anastasia Island. On the feast day of St. Augustine in the year 1565, the Spanish fleet, led by Pedro Menendez de Aviles, landed on the northern coast of what is now Florida and established the first European settlement in America, naming it in honor of the saint. Soon, it was quite a thriving port and a watchtower was built on the barrier island, most likely with a fire at the top at night to mark entry to the port.

In 1673, the Spanish started construction of a large fort on the mainland, Castillo de San Marco. which is still standing and certainly worth a visit as well. The fort was built of conqina, a natural limestone material composed of shells, quartz sand and clay. A few decades later, it was decided to build a new watchtower of the same material on the island to replace the wooden tower and after Florida was ceded to the United States in 1821, it was decided to use the still standing conquina tower as a lighthouse. Over the next few decades, several additions were made, removing part of the original structure and adding a 73 foot tall brick addition, raising it's height, installing oil lamps and reflectors and then a fourth order Fresnel lens in 1855.

But as a lighthouse, it was less than ideal and there was a a real threat of the tower collapsing from erosion, so in 1871, Congress authorized funds to build a new tower, the one that presently stands. Paul Petz, who also designed the Library of Congress, was hired as the architect, and the 165 foot tall tower was completed in 1874. The bricks for the lighthouse came from Alabama, granite was shipped from Georgia, the iron work infrastructure was made in Philadelphia, dismantled and shipped to Florida and then rebuild on the site, the new first-order Fresnel lens was made and sent from France. It was painted with it's distinctive black and white spiral and red lantern top, it's 'daymark' which has remained unchanged ever since.

There were three keepers stationed at the lighthouse, each taking an eight hour shift. Their duties included climbing the 214 steps to the top every 3 to 4 hours after dark, carrying buckets of oil, weighing about 30 pounds each, to replenish the lanterns and to rewind a winch for the 275 pound weight that slowly descended, moving the gears that revolved the len, like a giant grandfather clock. In the daytime, of course, the work never stopped either. Every prism of the lens had to be cleaned and polished, maintenance had to be done on the tower and they also had to maintain their own garden and livestock and maintain the keepers house that was built in 1876 for them and their families. From time to time they also had to act as lifesavers, for ships that struck one of the nearby sandbars and floundered.

These were probably the heydays of the tower, in the years leading up to WWI. The tower became quite a tourist attraction. In the 1800's there was a tramway across the marsh and then in 1895, the St. Augustine and South Beach Railroad brought visitors to the lighthouse, as many as 10,000 a year by 1909. In 1927, the historic Bridge of Lions was completed and now one could easily cross it from St. Augustine to Anastasia Islamd.
And of course, there were always the exploits of the keeper's families. One of my favorites is recounted at LighthouseFriends.com..
"Life at the station was full of varied activities for the keeper’s children as well. One noted story involves Cardell "Cracker" Daniels, son of keeper C.D. Daniels. Cracker would regularly use the tall tower in his backyard as a launching pad for his model airplanes and parachutes. After safely parachuting several inanimate objects off the tower, Cracker decided it was time for a live experiment. Cracker’s sister, Wilma, had a cat named Smokey, who was selected as the paratrooper. After a couple of practice descents from lesser heights, the reluctant cat was tossed from the top of the tower with the parachute strapped to its back. When the frightened feline reached the ground, it quickly fled from the area. Unaware of Cracker’s antics, Wilma searched far and near for her cat over the next several days. It was about a month before Smokey finally returned home, but it wasn’t until several years later that the family learned the real reason for the cat’s disappearance."

I assume the cat did not find it funny....and you cat lovers might not either...lol

In 1936, electricity was finally brought to the tower, lessening the duties of the keeper and in 1955 the tower was automated. Sadly, as with many other lighthouse, so began it's decline. The former keeper's house was rented out as apartments and fell into disrepair, being boarded up in the 1960's and then severely damaged by fire in 1970. But it was that act that resulted in the wonderful restoration both the lighthouse and keeper's house have undergone in recent years.

When the county threatened to tear the keeper's house down, the Junior Service League of St. Augustine had it place on the National Register of Historic Places and in 1982 signed a 99 year least for the building, raising hundreds of thousands of dollars to restore the building and finally to open it as the Lighthouse Museum. In 1990, they then signed a 30 year lease with the Coast Guard for the closed up lighthouse and undertook a restoration of the lighthouse and the first ever repair of a Fresnel lens, the 9 foot tall original lens that had been damaged by vandal's bullets.

After 14 years and at a cost of $1.2 million dollars the complete restoration of the lighthouse was complete and in 2002 the lighthouse was deeded to the St. Augustine Lighthouse and Museum, Inc, a not-for-profit group that operates it today.
And a fine job they do. The lighthouse is in excellent condition, surrounded by beautiful nature trails . There is also a very nice separate gift shop and the keepers house continues to be opened as a museum. If you are in north Florida, you really don't want to miss making a visit to this very nice lighthouse.

Of course, you will not be able to visit with the World's Cutest Doggie! But the view will still be as nice, the ocean from the one side, the old city from the other.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

April Fools?? I can be a fool in any month!


I was not aware of it, but someone was twittering about Google's Yearly April Fools' Jokes. This year, they have created CADIE, the "world's first "artificial intelligence" tasked-array system."

Be sure to check out her blog, which is too funny, her My Space Page, and my personal favorite, GMail Autopilot.

If only that one were true....


review of The Local News

The Local News: A Novel by Miriam Gershow
(Spiegel & Grau, ISBN 978-0385-52762-3)

Lydia might not have been thrilled with her place in the world, but at least she knew what it was. She was the smart kid, one of the geeks at school, straight A's and with her lone friend, fellow nerd David, certainly not one of the popular kids.
Her brother Danny could not be more different. No longer the pal she remember from when they were little, seemingly over the summer, he became a different person. Bigger, louder, meaner. With a growth spurt and weight lifting, never the sharpest tack in the box, he now lived in the world of trophies, football games, swim meets and cheerleaders. Now he was one of the popular jocks that roamed the hallways at school, picking on the nerds like Lydia and David, while at home, he was the center of attention, family live revolving around his practices, his games, his achievements.

But in one day everything can change.

On that evening when Danny seemingly disappears into thin air, the world of 15 year old Lydia is turned upside down. Daily life revolving around the search for Danny, her parents seem to often forget she is there, that they need to provide things like food and clean clothes. They only come alive when the local reporters arrive for another interview they hope will result in a lead or when the groups of neighbors and schoolmates and community groups arrive for another search of the town, hoping for some clue.
"What we were doing now was not a forward march together. It was something else entirely: biding our time, counting the days, silently gnashing and moaning beside one another."
Even stranger for Lydia, perhaps, is her new situation at school. She is a center of attention, adopted by many of her brother's friends, invited to the parties of the 'in' crowd. And on top of it all, she has a serious crush on Denis, the private detective her parents have hired. Her world will never be the same again.

But maybe worse of all she is not always sure that she misses Danny, not the often cruel Danny he had become. Certainly, she can't admit that to her parents or to Danny's friends. But Denis seems to understand.
"I mean, of course I miss him, because it's sort of miserable here now." ...Denis nodded at me slowly in his knowing way with the half smile, and I recognized that he was giving me silent permission, giving me an out. And it was titillating, his tendency to tread where so few others dared. Who else, I thought, was so willing to concede that Danny might be hard to miss?
"He was difficult." I said. "I mean, he was intense."
He nodded. "Sure. He sounds like he can be a piece of work."

Will we find out where Danny is, what happen to him or will it remain a mystery? And either way, will this family, and our narrator Lydia survive intact? "...I saw the world in its undeniable state, as a place that protected no one, that held nothing sacred, that pitted all of us against each other." Just a little cynical for a girl still in high school.
Well, I will tell you that we get a conclusion and I think it is a quite satisfactory one. The reason for that is that Lydia is a smart and wise and very interesting narrator and her view into this whole situation is fascinating.

Now my dear readers, I have, in the past, admitted that I seem to be increasing easily distracted and that I might not be the fastest reader in the blogsphere.
So as, a testament to how much I enjoyed this book, let me tell you that I started reading it one evening and finished it the next morning, distracted only by a need for sleep..and by the car that hit the pole down the street at 3 a.m., causing a transformer to explode...but I digress.

The Local News is another debut novel and a quite good one it is. I must admit that when I read what this books was about, I was not totally thrilled with the prospect of reading it. A disappearing child, a family falling apart; it sounded rather depressing and bleak. Once again, happily, I was wrong. The book is very well written, with totally believable characters, dealing with a nightmare situation and yet, perhaps because of Lydia unique point of view, without being hopeless or joyless or humorless. You will find a number of people out there comparing this book to another book I enjoyed, A Lovely Bones, including the New York Times, and I can see their point.
A very enjoyable, memorable book, that I am happy to give a strong recommendation to.

A look at some other reviews...
Bookopolis
Stitch and Bear

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Things I Really, Really Hate...and it is not Tuesday Thinger.


Yes, I know I am very late...it is barely still Tuesday. But I had to work and I was out of the house at 5:15 a.m. and just got home...well, I did go out to dinner. But better late than never or all good things are worth waiting for..or some such thing.
So, without further ado...This week's question from Wendi's Book Corner...

Questions (yes - there are a bunch - answer one or two . . . or all of them!):What is your least-favorite book(s)? Is your least-favorite book listed in your LT library? If it is listed, do you have anything special in the tags or comments section? How have others rated your least-favorite book?

So, let's see...my least favorite books. Well, three come to mind. One, I read long ago. Yes, long ago when the dinosaurs roamed the earth and I was in high school. It is one you will all no doubt recognize, Ulysses, by James Joyce. Now one could argue that maybe I was too young, that I did not appreciate it. Maybe I am not clever enough to 'get it'. Maybe all true but still, Poppycock, say I. Which is what I think the book is, vain, contrived, poppycock. Hmmm...that sounds harsh. Well, Joyce is dead, so he will never know. But many of his loyal, loyal fans might stone me to death or something, fittingly on Bloomsday...so I only have until June 16 I think to live.
The average rating on Library Thing is very high, 4.14...I think half of them at least are faking it and never read the book.

Now a recent book I hated was Arsenic Soup For Lovers: When Chicken Soup Doesn't Work by Georgia Z. Post. It was a self published, which the now wiser Caite has found out is often a very big red flag. Big red flag waving in my face saying,don't bother reading me, beacuse most likely, I am a waste of your book reading time. It is a book of story stories which are suppose to be amusing, touching...And I found not funny and often quite creepy. I gave it 1.5 stars on LT...only because it is not so much badly written as just bad, but the average on LT is 3.05, so not great but not as bad as my opinion.

But the last one, the one that just shouted it's name to me when I read this question was Isle of Dogs by Patricia Cornwell. Awful. So poorly written, actually sentences that did not make sense, plot lines that just ended, terrible characters...and that was only from reading about 1/4 of the book. I could not in any way finish it.
I think the reason I hated it so much was not only because not only was it bad, but I know that Cornwell is capable of writing very good books. Her early Scarpetta books were very good. It is almost hard to believe the same person wrote this one and impossible to believe that an editor actually looked at it. I don't own a copy of it now but if I did I would give it half a star maybe...the average on LT is 2.47. There is one 3 star review that threw the one and half star ratings off, but it is in Italian si I have no idea how they justify 3 stars. Did they read it in Italian and maybe that improved it somehow...or maybe they don't speak English and just like the cover..or maybe they thought they were reviewing a different book? Yes...that is the best explanation!

When I take over the world (see Monday's post if you don't know about that plan of mine) that reviewer is NOT getting a nice, funny, pointy hat! Maybe a small dull looking cap.

Is it still Tuesday?...yes, if I wrap this up.

Ok, we still time for a wee Bandit picture! You are never too full for Jello and it is never too late for a picture of The World's Cutest Dog!



Yes, that is a beer he is holding, but I am assured by The Niece, that the bottle was empty. Yes, I see it is in the picture...but wait, who drank it? Because I will tell you, Bandit actually has a taste for alcohol and if you have a drink and leave it unprotected for a minute...well, you may have less than you thought when he gets through.


Monday, March 30, 2009

In the Mood to Muse...Musing Monday


Oh, I am in the mood to muse, so let's check out, from the pages of Just One More Page, what question Rececca has for us this week.

Today’s MUSING MONDAYS post is about recording your reading…

Do you keep track of what and/or how many books you read? How long have you been doing this? What's your favorite tracking method, and why? If you don't keep track, why not?


Do I keep track of my reading? Awww...no. Well, not with a spreadsheet like some people who will remain nameless. (sssshhh...don't tell anyone, but it's Rebecca.) Actually, my inner OCDness loves the idea.
My lazy caiteness makes it unlikely.
I am not good at maintaining lists. I am realistic enough to know that. I could create a lovely little Excel sheet...and in 2 or 3 months I would stop the upkeep on it and it would become just another questionable file on my computer.

So that makes the next two question moots. I have been in a state of book disorganization all my life...because I was born that way.

Ok, that is not totally true. As you, my dear reads, know if you read my Library Thing posts, I joined Library Thing to at least bring order to the books I own. I did that after the Great Brideshead Revisited Fiasco. In case you forget, I went to the bookstore, bought a nice hardcover edition of BR...came home to put it on my bookshelves, only to find that I already had another copy...the exact same edition.
I was going to create a spreadsheet at that point, but again the Caite-laziness kicked in and in looking for an online alternative, found the perfect Library Thing. Now, as a side effect, it does also help me keep track of my reading. When I remember to update the library, rate the book or post a review there. I am good about updating the library because I have established a physical barrier. Books do not come into the library space until there are entered on Library Thing. No matter how much they beg and cry.

The updating the ratings and reviews there...not quite as good a situation.

If you read a fair number of books (and we will not get into the question of what is a fair number, which is why I do not count the number of books that I read) it is easy to forget what you have read and certainly what you thought of them. I have a number of books in my library, going back many years, that at this point I am not sure whether I have read or not. Am I remembering the movie or a review I read about it or what someone told me about it? I am solidly into middle age and what I read decades ago is becoming a wee bit vague. Which is one reason, beside my quest for fame and World Domination, that I started the blog.
I sometimes will read an old (old being a relative term since the blog has not been around that long) review and be surprised at what I thought of a book. I figure it will be useful by the time I am collecting Social Security.

The fame and World Domination thing is not coming along too well either.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

TIVO ALERT: The No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency



If you are fortunate enough to have HBO and if you are a fan of the No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency mysteries by Alexander McCall Smith, I just want to remind you that the HBO series based on the books will start this Sunday night at 8 p.m.

From the series website...
As a young girl growing up in the African nation of Botswana, Precious Ramotswe was encouraged by her father to follow her dreams, no matter what. Now in her mid-30s, Precious is doing just that — by opening her country's first and only female-owned detective agency for the benefit of those who need help the most.

The first major film/TV project to be shot entirely on location in Botswana, 'The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency' is based on the best-selling novels by Alexander McCall Smith and co-written and executive produced by Richard Curtis and the late Anthony Minghella.

Like McCall's novels, the series chronicles the adventures of Precious Ramotswe (Jill Scott), the cheerful, eminently sensible proprietor of The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency, located in the Kgale Hill Shopping Center on the outskirts of Gaborone. Aided by her efficient yet high-strung secretary Grace Makutsi (Anika Noni Rose), Precious investigates a variety of cases, helping townspeople solve mysteries in their lives, from missing children to philandering husbands to con-artist scams.

...In the lead role of Precious Ramotswe is Jill Scott, the R&B singer/songwriter who has won three Grammy® Awards since 2005...
I will be setting the Tivo!!

But even if you do not have HBO, there are some very interesting videos available at the site and the chance to enter a contest to win a trip to Botswana. So if you are a fan of the books, you might want to check it out.


Wednesday, March 25, 2009

a review of The Help


The Help by Kathryn Stockett
(G.P.Putnam's Sons, ISBN 978-0-399-15534-5)

My dear readers, if you have been lucky enough to have always read this book, I am pretty sure you will agree with my take on this book. If you have not read this, Ms. Stockett's first novel, yet, then I think that I have a wonderful book to share with you, one I can give a wholehearted recommendation to.

The setting is Jackson, Mississippi, in the early 1960's, a place and a time that certainly brings to mind that famous song "The Times They Are A-Changin". But change is never easy and it's not going to be easy in this case and it is not without a price.
The story is told through the eyes of three women.First, we have Skeeter, the daughter of a fairly well-to-do cotton farmer and a recent graduate of Old Miss. Skeeter would like to be a writer, but before she has even started, she is a failure in the eyes of her very critical mother, because she did not come home from college with a fiance, which, in the eyes of all the women in her circle, is the only reason for a girl to go to college in the first place.

If to be a woman in Jackson at that time limits one's options, to be a black woman offers almost no options at all. For our other two narrators, Aibileen and her best friend Minny, they have followed the path of their mothers and almost all the women they know. They have been, since their teenage years, maids. The help, working in the homes of the prominent white families, cooking and cleaning and often being the primary care giver for their employer's children from the moment of their births.

While she loves her family, Skeeter would like nothing better than to escape to New York City and pursue a career but her conversation with a blunt but helpful NY editor makes her realize she needs to write something to showcase her talent and comes up with what she thinks is a wonderful idea. She will write about something she knows, the experiences of the 'colored' maids and their relationships with their employers.
Skeeter is a good hearted, but very naive young woman. First of all, she knows virtually nothing about these women and their lives, not even her beloved maid Constantine, now gone, who raised her. Second, she has no idea of the very real danger she will put herself and the women who talk to her in for crossing the line between these two groups. People have been killed for less.
"No. I couldn't. That would be...crossing the line.
But the idea won't go away."
Those lines are an idea that comes up again and again throughout the book, something people on both sides recognize. But, as I said, things are changing, even deep in Mississippi, and some people are beginning to wonder about those lines. Aibileen has changed since her only son died not that long ago, something in her shifted. She is the first to cautiously talk to Skeeter and share her stories, to wonder about even her assumptions, as when she is talking to her friend Minny, about Minny ex-employer and Skeeter's friend, Hilly.
"It ain't true."
"Say what?"
"You're talking about something that don't exist."
I shake my head at my friend. "Not only is they lines, but you know good as I do where them lines be drawn."
Aibileen shakes her head. "I used to believe in em. I don't anymore. They in our heads. People like Miss Hilly is always trying to make us believe they there. But they ain't"
If only it were that simple. But as these three women and all the other folks in their worlds find out, change is possible, but doesn't come without a price.

Please don't get the idea that just because it is concerned with a serious subject and there is a real sense of anxiety about what is going on throughout the book, that this book is all serious. It is not. Some of the characters are delightful and often very funny. While many of the stories that the maids tell are of cruel and abusive employers, others are amusing, some truly touching, like that of the very eldely Faye Belle.
"Her story unfolds like soft linen. She remembers hiding in a steamer trunk with a little white girl while Yankees soldiers stomped through the house. Twenty years ago, she held that same white girl, by then an old woman, in her arms while she died. Each proclaimed their love as best friends. Swore that death could not change this. That color meant nothing. The white woman's grandson still pays Faye Belle's rent. When she's feeling strong, Faye Belle sometimes goes over and cleans up his kitchen."
Usually, in my reviews, this is the point that I get to "The But". The one..or two or more things that I think could have been better in the book. Honestly, in "The Help", there is no but. I can not think of one way that it could have been improved. Her characters, the good and the bad, are so clearly painted that they will feel like people that you know; the setting so clear that you can feel the heat of a Mississippi summer and taste Minny's caramel cake. As a first novel, I think Ms. Stockett's achievement is outstanding and I only hope that she follows in the steps of the man she mentions in her dedication, "Grandfather Stockett, the best storyteller of all" and will have many more grand tales to tell us in the future.
I give this book a very strong recommendation and only hope that you love it as much as I did.

Let's see what some others think of this book....
Medieval Bookworm
The Book Lady's Blog
At Home With Books
Breaking the Spine
The Loud Librarian

Available From Amazon Here


Let Go Of My Legos!!



Ok, some of you might remember that title is a rip off of the famous "Let go of my Eggos!", as in the eggo frozen waffle, commercial.

Now I like Eggos...but I love Legos!
Although I am convinced that it is going to fall off into the ocean, someday I am going to have to visit California so that I am visit Legoland. But in the meantime, if you want to get a little Lego fix, here is a cool Lego site where you can create till your heart desires.

Or someone tells you to finally shut the computer off and get dressed.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

My very, very favorite is...Tuesday Thinger!


Questions, questions, questions....all Wendi, from Wendi's Book Corner, host of Tuesday Thinger, ever has is questions and this week Tuesday Thingers has several, and they are very good ones! So let's see if I can think of a decent answer!

Questions (yes - there are a bunch - answer one or two . . . or all of them!): What is your favorite book (yes - this may be a hard one!!)? Is your favorite book listed in your LT library? If it is listed, do you have anything special in the tags or comments section? Have you looked to see if you can add any information to the Common Knowledge? AND a little off topic, do you find that your 5-starred books are consistent with your favorites, and is your favorite a 5-star rated book in your library? How have others rated your favorite book? :)

Ok, I best mosey over to Library Thing and check this out. I filled out my profile when I joined LT, a year of so ago, and I rather forget what I listed as my favorites.
Well, I do have favorite authors listed, four of them in fact. Willa Cather, Dean Koontz, Flannery O'Connor, J.R.R. Tolkien. But I don't have favorite books listed. Was that a question in the profile? So, let's look at the books that I gave 5 stars to. That would be 46 books out of my current library of 1153, or .25%. Gosh, that seems pretty low...I guess I am a hard grader. And actually, looking at them, I see a number that I think I will knock down half a start. Because for me, to give 5 stars, to say it is the best, is a BIG deal.

So what are my favorites? Well, the books of the four above would be in that group. Not necessarily all of them, because Koontz alone has written more than 46 books I think. But Cather's Death Comes for the Archbishop and My Antonia, Tolkien's Lord of the Ring, O'Connor's Collected Works, any number of Koontz's books...these would be the books I would grab if I were told I had 5 minutes to pick a handful of books to take to a desert island.
And a survival guide and a book on shipbuilding of course.
Or if I had someone standing in front of my bookcase, he/she had never read any of them and I had to pick a book for them.

But pick one favorite book?! That would be like picking your favorite child...and I don't even have children.

It also depends. It depends on what sort of book you want at the moment. A huge epic (LoTR), something dark and odd (O'Connor), a bit of history (Cather), sci-fi-ish thriller (Koontz), a touch of something apocalyptic (Father Elijah by Michael O'Brien), a classic (Bridge of San Luis Rey by Thorton Wilder), a children's book (Lady Liberty by Doreen Rappaport) , or even a cookbook (Recipes from a Very Small Island) ...I mean you could go on and on. All very different but each excellent in their own way.

Are they all five star rated? Yes, if not...well, I would think you are not using your stars correctly, if I may say so. That is the point, right?
How do others rate my favorites? Well, they seem to range from 4 to 4.8 stars. But you have to take any ratings with a grain of salt. As always, the Da Vinci Code lists as the 'top' book after all the Potter books. Really...you have to be kidding! And the top book "by star rating" (and I have no idea what the difference is, I assume it has to do with the number of people owning it also figured in) is a book called
'Spam' by spammer with a perfect 5 rating by everyone that rated it. But I really doubt that is the best book ever written.
Have you looked to see if you can add any information to the Common Knowledge? No, I am not going to! Because if I do, I will find some that need work and then I will have to work on them, looking the stuff up and fixing them, all nice and neat and before you know it another day off will be gone and I still did not do the laundry or get to the supermarket and I will be forced to chip something out of the freezer for dinner while dressed in my PJs.
Yes, again.....

...and now, because you have been so good as to read my random thoughts, your reward, a picture of The World's Cutest Dog, Bandit! Stop by his own blog to say hi...and see more cute pictures!


Monday, March 23, 2009

What am I suppose to do with this information???


Being as I am in a very weather dependent job, I like to get the National Weather Service Forecast e-mailed to me every day. That also means that I get various alerts and warning and such from them. Storm...flood...wind...winter storm...hurricane...all alerts I have received in the past. But today I got one I never saw before...and it rather freaked me out.

Here is a current Fire Weather Warning for Home (LovelyUnnamedSeShoreTown, NJ) until 7:00pm, Mon Mar 23 2009, from your local National Weather Service office.

URGENT - FIRE WEATHER MESSAGE
NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE MOUNT HOLLY NJ
348 PM EDT MON MAR 23 2009

...RED FLAG WARNING REMAINS IN EFFECT UNTIL 8 PM EDT THIS
EVENING...

PRECAUTIONARY/PREPAREDNESS ACTIONS...

A RED FLAG WARNING MEANS THAT CRITICAL FIRE WEATHER CONDITIONS
ARE OCCURRING OR IMMINENT. A COMBINATION OF STRONG WINDS, LOW
RELATIVE HUMIDITY, AND DRY FUELS WILL PROMOTE RAPID FIRE GROWTH.


If you need me, I will be in the backyard, sitting with a red flag and the hose.

I can't think of a clever title...but it is Musing Monday!


Wow, the start of another week, so it must be time for Musing Monday, from the mind of Rebecca at Just One More Page.

Today’s MUSING MONDAYS post is about bookstores…

How many bookstores do you frequent? Do you have a favourite? If so, which one and what makes it so?


Frequent...hmmmm...that would be none. None?? None she say? But...but...she loves books. How she she not love bookstores? Well, I do not really love my bookstores.
I have two choices locally. One, I have written about before, Borders. True, they have books, so you have to like that. But, as I have said, it seems fewer and fewer every time I am there. Would you like a CD...a greeting card...game...a calender...some stationary...a banana nut muffin with a Caramel Latte...and a copy of a bestseller, then Borders is your place. Look, I understand they have to make a living. I want them to succeed. But it seems that books are getting pushed further and further back, actually physically out to the edges of the store. I fear, sometime it will be a few tables of bestsellers.
I also hate that while they still have some nice leather chairs around the stores, every time I am there, it seems one more disappears and the remaining ones are hidden in some new spot.

My other choice is an outlet of a local chain, Atlantic Books. I would have made a link, but I looked and they have a truly poor web site. A list of locations and that is about it. They have about 15 stores, in South Jersey, Delaware and a couple in Pennsylvania. They sell a lot of remainders it seems, but also a pretty good selection of bestsellers and newish books. Once the remainders were very, very cheap, now, not so much, but still you can sometimes find a great bargain. But...
well, my location in located in a shopping center next to a boxing gym. They share a wall, a big wall. A big wall that actually vibrates with the loud music and thumping bass being played next door. The place is a big open space, too bright, with that constant thumping. I don't mind a little background music, but this is unacceptable and not compatible with my browsing habits.

Because let's face it folks, for many of us, including myself, part of the pleasure of a bookstore is the atmosphere. My ideal bookstore would be fairly small, cozy. Bright enough to read but not glaring bright. Some chairs to sit in a moment and glance at a book. A helpful but not intrusive staff. And since I am dreaming, huge discounts!
Ok, I would actually be willing to sacrifice the huge discounts...or any at all...I think.

This is the BIG question of bookselling. Can you compete with Amazon? On price, no. Amazon can make the big deals with publishers because they have a huge volume and no little independent store will beat them on price. So should they just latch the door? I would argue no, that they can succeed, by offering something different, something people want that Amazon or even the Big Chain Stores can not offer. What that is will differ from local area to local area. I offer the example, in a different segment of retailing, of a local food store. They are a fraction in size of the nearby supermarkets and their price on many grocery items are higher, but they do a fantastic business. How? They have a great deli and do a very big lunch business, with sandwiches and hot dishes. They have a nice meat section...and you can actually talk to the butcher and make a special request. They have a nice section of prepared dishes, all wrapped and ready to go if you are in a big hurry. Fast, convenient.
They found a niche where they can excel and don't compete where they can't, but instead offer what the Big Guys don't.

But what is the difference. Aren't all books a thing of the past, an historical holdover of a past time? Soon we will all be downloading our books on to our white, shiny reading device and books will cease to exist. Right?
Over my cold, dead body..... :-)


Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Who Put the Bomp (In the Bomp, Bomp, Bomp)? I know it wasn't Emily Bronte.


Another result of my bizarre sleeping schedule is that I am often awake and watching TV to help stay that way at 2...and 3 and 4 a.m. Perhaps you don't watch TV at that time of day, but let me tell you, the picking are slim. Many channels stop showing 'real' shows and the infomercials take over. Number sleep bed, fishing lures...and my personal favorite, the Time-Life records. Hits of the 60's...hits of the 70's...hit's of the 80's, many of them familiar but from groups never heard from again. Yes, one hit wonders. Funkytown by Lipps, Inc.,House of the Rising Sun by Frijid Pink, Who Put the Bomp (In the Bomp, Bomp, Bomp) by Barry Mann. Most likely you might remember those songs but the artist....not likely. And never heard from again after their one big hit.

Seems the same also has happened in the literary world according to an interesting little article in The Times of London by Luke Leitch called "10 Literary one-hit wonders". Here is the list that Mr. Leitch suggests, but the original article is worth looking at also, if just for some links to the original Times reviews.

  • Harper Lee - To Kill a Mockingbird

  • Margaret Mitchell - Gone With the Wind

  • Emily Bronte - Wuthering Heights

  • J.D.Salinger - Catcher in the Rye

  • Oscar Wilde - The Picture of Dorian Gray

  • John Kennedy Toole - A Confederacy of Dunces

  • Sylvia Plath - The Bell Jar

  • Anna Sewell - Black Beauty

  • Boris Pasternak - Dr Zhivago

  • Arundhati Roy - The God of Small Things

First, you will notice that with these one hit wonders, it is not just the works but the author that have remained famous. Emily Bronte, Salinger, Pasternak...yes, I am sure we are all familiar with those names. Why, we might wonder, did they each produce just one great novel, and then no more.

Well, some it seems, have a good excuse. Toole killed himself before his book was published, Plath, quite famously, killed herself a month after her one novel was published. Pasternak died a couple of years after Dr. Zhivago was published, Sewell died five months after Black Beauty came out and Bronte died of TB just a year after Wuthering Heights. So maybe they had a few more great novels in them but just never had the chance to write them.
But what of the rest?

Harper Lee is still alive at the age of 82 but, except for a few essays, has published nothing since To Kill a Mockingbird, does not give interviews and makes few public appearances. Perhaps her remark to the audience after she was inducted into the Alabama Academy of Honor in 2007 is telling, Lee responded to an invitation to address the audience with "Well, it's better to be silent than to be a fool." It is said that she started a second novel, The Long Goodbye, but has left it unfinished....maybe we can hope that she reconsided and we will see it one day.

And of course there is the famous case of the rarely seem Mr. Salinger. Now, I must say that when I saw him on the list, I thought it was a mistake. In high school, long ago when dinosaurs roamed the earth, I was a great fan of Slinger and read everything he wrote...which was not too hard. But his other works, Franny and Zooey, Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters and Seymour: An Introduction were all novellas, Nine Stories, a collection of short stories. Hmmm...maybe they just seemed longer when I was young. Like Ms. Lee, Salinger is still alive, but rather the recluse. But, at least according to the Wikipedia article about him, he has continued to write,
"While he was living with (Joyce) Maynard, Salinger continued to write in a disciplined fashion, a few hours every morning. According to Maynard, by 1972 he had completed two new novels. In a rare 1974 interview with The New York Times, he explained: "There is a marvelous peace in not publishing.… I like to write. I love to write. But I write just for myself and my own pleasure." According to Maynard, he saw publication as "a damned interruption". In her memoir, Margaret Salinger (his daughter) describes the detailed filing system her father had for his unpublished manuscripts: "A red mark meant, if I die before I finish my work, publish this 'as is,' blue meant publish but edit first, and so on."
So maybe Salinger will delight his fans with some more of his work in the future..or after his death.

And then we have Arundhati Roy, who I must admit I am not familiar with. it seems, according to Leitch, that she is going to attempt remove her name form the one hit wonder list. "After her debut novel The God of Small Things won the Booker Prize, the Indian writer turned to nonfiction writing and political activism. In 2007 she announced that she was returning to fiction. After a ten-year hiatus, the stakes will be higher than ever before - if Roy ever finishes her sophomore effort, it will be a triumph of will over the dreaded Second Novel Syndrome."

Oh, the dreaded Second Novel Syndrone! On the same page, you can find a link to the "10 Cursed Second Novels" list. Charles Frazier, Alice Sebold, Joseph Heller, Mary Shelley ....gosh, maybe Salinger is wise to leave those manuscripts in the drawer for now.

a review of Cutting for Stone

Cutting for Stone by Abraham Verghese (Alfred A. Knopf, ISBN 978-0-375-41449-7)

Cutting for Stone is an epic tale, spanning decades from the 1950's to the present, spanning the continents from India to Africa to America and with a large cast of engaging characters.
Generally, the book can be divided into three main sections. In the first, we meet Sister Mary Joseph Praise, a young nun traveling from her home in India to her new assignment at a mission in Africa and we meet a fellow traveler on the ship, a surgeon, Dr. Thomas Stone. Several near death experiences conspire to throw the two together and they both end up in the small Missing Hospital in Addis Ababa, the capital of Ethiopia. Seven years later, that section comes to it's climax and it's conclusion when Sister Mary is found, to everyone's surprise, to be in labor, delivering twin boys conjoined by a small strip of flesh at the head. It is a very difficult and unprepared for birth and the poor Sister dies in childbirth, while the boys are saved by a last minute cesarean. The presumed father, Dr. Stone, claims to have no knowledge of how she became pregnant, but flees the scene, never to contact his friends and colleagues at Missing again. He leaves the babies, his sons, in the care of two Indian doctors at the hospital, who then raise the boys as their own . But he is by no way out of the story because, as the oldest of the two twin will say later in the book, “The world turns on our every action, and our every omission, whether we know it or not.” and Dr. Stone will have to reappear to attempt to make right what he did, and did not, do.

The middle section explores the boys growing up in Ethiopia, a coming of age tale if you will. They live a wonderful life, loved and protected by their foster parents, surrounded by the hospital and house staff, and exposed to the medical world all around them from a very young age. The world of medicine and it's practice will become the love of both boys, each in their own way. This section also explores some of the political events that rock Ethiopia over these decades, terrible poverty, political corruption, coups and attempted coups, all ripping the country apart and trying friendships. And, in this section we see how, as expressed by the narrator, the older brother Marion, he and his younger brother Shiva are so close as to be in some ways one, a theme reiterated over and over again in the book

“Thank God that whatever happened we'd always have ShivaMarion to fall back on, I thought. Surely, we could always summon ShivaMarion when we needed too...”

It makes the betrayals that punctuate this section all the more devastating.

Finally, in the last, and to my mind, perhaps the best part of the book, we have played out the series of events those betrayals sets in motion. The events that are maybe just a bit too pat in their conclusion, but very engaging nevertheless. This is ultimately, as are perhaps all great stories, a tale of love. It is a tale of the love of a family and what really makes a family, of one's home and what creates home and how we can and must fix the tears that are rent by our actions and inactions. In the words of Marion again,

“According to Shiva, life is in the end about fixing holes. Shiva didn't speak in metaphors. Fixing holes is precisely what he did. Still it is an apt metaphor for our profession. But there's another kind of hole, and that is the wound that divides family. Sometimes this wound occurs at the moment of birth, sometimes it happens later. We are all fixing what is broken. It is the task of a lifetime. We'll leave much unfinished for the next generation.”

Overall, Cutting for Stone is a very good book but...yes, I always seem to have a 'but'....for me at least, the middle of the book is by far the weakest part, the section most in need of a stronger editor and the Big Red Pen. I mentioned that word 'epic' and maybe that is part of what the middle suffers from, from too much of a desire to make it into a much bigger story than it could hold without losing it center. All the history of the political struggles of the county is very interesting and necessary to the story but to some degree I think how it is explored causes that part of the book to lose it's focus. For me, my connection to the characters and their story, which has to be at the heart of the story, waned a bit as did my interest.

But, if you find yourself in the same position my dear reader, do not despair, because I think that the last 150 pages or so of the book will well reward you. For me, that became the part of the book that I could not put down, that I resented being interrupted by real life from finishing...the sign of a very good book. Abraham Verghese, who is himself a doctor, is a beautiful writer and the images that he paints of Ethiopia and it's peoples in particular are lovely. For his first novel, this is quite a fine effort. Maybe actually a bit more than it should have been, but still quiet fine.

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Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Library Thinger...not good if you have OCD.


I get so excited to find out things I did not know about Library Thing and it's many features, so this is a big day for me because Wendi of Wendi's Book Corner has found another one for this week's Tuesday Thinger. So here is the question...

One person suggested looking at the meme's section of the Home page...Here are the current meme's available:

You and None Other. Books shared with exactly one member.
Dead or Alive? How many of your authors are dead?
Dead or Alive Comparison How do you stack up against others?
Male or Female? What gender are your authors?
Work Duplicates. Works you have more than one of.
Question: Do you visit the memes section often? Have you visited recently? Have you discovered anything that surprises you when you visit the memes for your library?


Oh boy, what a kettle of fish you opened now Wendi...or whatever that saying is....

No, I never visited this meme thingie on LT, because I was unaware it existed. Is it very new? We should get e-mails about this sort of thing. Actually, there is a LT blog, where new features are announced and perhaps I missed it. There is also a group that discusses these new things. I guess I missed it there too. So I must thank Wendi for bringing this to my attention.
See, this is just the sort of thing I love about Library Thing....and the thing I hate.

I love the numbers, the statistics, all neat and tidy. I hate, that on closer view, all is not so tidy and I need to do some work to fix it. Because fixed it must be. Can you spell OCD?

Take the Male/Female. When I first looked at it, it showed that my book authors were 61.68% male. Ok, that seems reasonable. But..then I see the column off to the far right, the Unknowns. I have hundreds of unknowns! Most appeared quite obvious, so why are they unknown? Well, it seems that on the author's page, neither genser is marked. And I, as a good LT member, have the power to start imputing that information and moving the Unknowns to their proper place.
Several hours later, I realized this was a project that might best be spread over several days.
I also realized that one can not always tell the gender of an author by their first name. Francis...Chris...Dana....even Vivian, which was a name that was once given to some poor little English baby boys. Yes, this will require more research. But then it will be all tidy!

It appears that the Dead/Alive group suffers from the same issue. I have almost 400 unknowns in that category and I assume to fix it, actual dates of birth/death will have to be individually entered on the authors' page. Oh my, this is getting like real work now. But it is so messy otherwise.

And then there is the worrying case of Ingrid Black. I saw the name on the M/F page listed as N/A, a category for organizations like the folks at Time/Life or William-Sonoma, which are listed as authors but are a group, and therefore of neither gender. But Ingrid...surely that is a woman. No, then I remembered it is actually a pseudonym for a husband and wife Irish writing team. So now they are listed as of unknown gender and, even worse, under Dead/Alive, listed as Not A Person, along with the likes of the Magic Chef. That is not right and will bother me until I find a solution...oh my, again.

Duplicates...yes, I have a few. Most are incidences of books I liked and therefore bought a nice hardback edition to 'replace' my original cheap paperback. The Bridge of San Luis Rey is an example. But, of course, I have no intention of actually getting rid of the paperback,as it has sentimental valve, so there will always be duplicates. One, I did not realize, North of Hope by Jon Hassler. I don't believe I read it a first time so why I would have two editions is beyond me. No doubt it happen pre-Library Thing as happened with the three copies of the same cheap paperback edition of Edith Hamilton's Mythology that I have, the discovery of which compelled me to join LT in the first place. I mean, really, why would I have three copies?

Then then last, but not least, we have the You and None Others meme, described as “Books shared with exactly one member”. Would that not be You and One Other then? Hmmmm...
Ok, I have 17 of those. I wonder if that is high, because it seems so.
I checked out each one, looking for mistakes. One appears to be a mistake. A book called Nigh-No-Place appears twice, with a slightly different spelling. That brings the members owning it to 4.
But the rest seem correct. Two of the books are instruction guides for the recorder, the musical instrument. Four of them are about fly fishing...I forgot that I owned a book called Trout Dreams. What would a trout dream of? I will have to look at that one again. It is right in the fly fishing section of my library...which is very near the recorder section. Next to the origami section.

Oddly, only two of us own Fodor's Rome 7th edition. That seemed wrong, I thought. But no, it seems everyone else has the 6th edition and some still have the 5th. Give me a minute and I can tell you exactly how many have each. I am happy to know that I am one the cutting edge of Fodor-ism.

The knowledge of which is just one more of the many, many things I love about Library Thing.

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