So far this week, I have managed to accomplish two things: replacing the fuel pump in the Red Subaru, and installing the new in-sink disposal unit! Yay, me!
In other news, Cheryl is still enjoying her new car, Adam is still in college, James is working lots of overtime and enjoying all the toys his money can buy, Deb is practicing her flute like crazy and getting ready for the playoff game1 where she gets to wear a costume, and Mary is ... Mary is ... what on earth is Mary doing? Mostly she's reading, reading, reading.
That reminds me -- I need to start subscribing to The Atlantic Monthly, The New Yorker, and The Saturday Evening Post. There's entirely too much young adult-oriented reading material in this house which does not meet my standards of grammatical correctness and plot development. We need to expand some horizons around here!
In the old days, I subscribed to Analog, Asimov, and Alfred Hitchcock, but then found myself frustrated when it took only a day to finish all three magazines. Scientific American used to be lots of fun, too, but they moved so much of their content to the web that it takes only a few minutes to read through that one. Such short-lived pleasures for those who resist the siren call of the Internet!
How are people supposed to know what good, intellectually-stimulating reading material is all about these days? The web is inundated with so much content, it is difficult to filter out all the bad to find the good. And who takes time to read when so much time is spent being simply entertained?
I'm thinking of taking the winter "off" and just reading eight hours a day. Then writing for the other eight. And sleeping for the remainder.
Oh, wait, there's that basement to finish. Hmmmm. Maybe I can get some audio books and listen to them while I work on the basement.
Any suggestions for really good mentally stimulating books?
In other news, Cheryl is still enjoying her new car, Adam is still in college, James is working lots of overtime and enjoying all the toys his money can buy, Deb is practicing her flute like crazy and getting ready for the playoff game1 where she gets to wear a costume, and Mary is ... Mary is ... what on earth is Mary doing? Mostly she's reading, reading, reading.
That reminds me -- I need to start subscribing to The Atlantic Monthly, The New Yorker, and The Saturday Evening Post. There's entirely too much young adult-oriented reading material in this house which does not meet my standards of grammatical correctness and plot development. We need to expand some horizons around here!
In the old days, I subscribed to Analog, Asimov, and Alfred Hitchcock, but then found myself frustrated when it took only a day to finish all three magazines. Scientific American used to be lots of fun, too, but they moved so much of their content to the web that it takes only a few minutes to read through that one. Such short-lived pleasures for those who resist the siren call of the Internet!
How are people supposed to know what good, intellectually-stimulating reading material is all about these days? The web is inundated with so much content, it is difficult to filter out all the bad to find the good. And who takes time to read when so much time is spent being simply entertained?
I'm thinking of taking the winter "off" and just reading eight hours a day. Then writing for the other eight. And sleeping for the remainder.
Oh, wait, there's that basement to finish. Hmmmm. Maybe I can get some audio books and listen to them while I work on the basement.
Any suggestions for really good mentally stimulating books?
______________________________1Yes, we made the playoffs. So Marching Band gets to perform at any home games. And we thought it was all over ...!
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