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I'm about to embark on my first assignment for my summer class, which is reading the poems of Han Shan, choosing one, and writing a one-page paper on my favorite. Thrilling. I suspect, after all his lecture on the subject yesterday, that he is hoping for a modicum of discourse on the subject of the sacred and the profane. All right, then. I can do custom bullshit as well as the next savvy student.
On the leisure reading front, I've nearly finished Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister, and I am in love with Iris and Ruth. I even empathized with Marguerite until her greed drowned all pretense of hardihood and survival of the fittest and revealed her to be a calculating bitch. Maguire's greatest gift is to impart unto even the blackest of villains a shade of grey, and it is a trait that I have tried to emulate, as I find it truer than stark blacks and pristine whites. As soon as I make a dent in my mountain of to-be-read books, which is teetering dangerously and spilling over into closets and plastic storage bins, I'm going back for the rest of his works.
If weather permits, I'm going to watch Criminal Minds and CSI:NY. They should just re-christen May Your Favorite TV Characters In Ridiculous Amounts of Peril Month. Stella has been menaced by her boyfriend, Danny's brother took a beating, someone is getting the short end of the mortality stick this week, and next week, rumor has it that Flack goes boom.If that happens, I'm retreating to my bunker of Stubborn Denial. Over on NCIS, Abby has been stalked, Ziva has been accused of murdering a suspect, and Gibbs has amnesia while sordid terrorist plots are afoot.
That's not all. On Criminal Minds, Elle is going to get more lead in her diet, as is Brass from CSI. Whee! In Numb3rsville, Charlie and Don have dodged bullets and explosives, Colby has shot a pedophile in a melee at the International House of Fedcakes, as Annie on Fandomtalk calls it, and David took one for the team, getting shot and eating Mr. Eppes' pot roast.
On Cold Case, William Jeffries punched the DA and was consigned to riding a desk. Scotty Valens flipped his shit and beat a child molester in training to a bloody pulp in the back alley. Lily is obsessed with a purported murder victim who turns out not to be dead, and wangsts about spending her life alooone. Woooooe.
On CSI:Miami, there is a mole in the lab, Alex was implicated in the death of a pedophile who moved into her neighborhood, Delko has a pregnancy scare after a hook-up with a co-worker, and Wolfe takes a nail to the eye. Also, Horatio bangs Delko's cancer-addled, pot-smoking sister, who has an advanced case of baby rabies. Not only that, but he marries her, and she gets shot on their wedding day. My money's on Delko, trying to spare her the sight of Caruso's love gun. Unfortunately, he has condemned us, the hapless viewers, to forty-two seasons of unremitting wangst. Thanks, Delko. Thanks a lot.
On the leisure reading front, I've nearly finished Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister, and I am in love with Iris and Ruth. I even empathized with Marguerite until her greed drowned all pretense of hardihood and survival of the fittest and revealed her to be a calculating bitch. Maguire's greatest gift is to impart unto even the blackest of villains a shade of grey, and it is a trait that I have tried to emulate, as I find it truer than stark blacks and pristine whites. As soon as I make a dent in my mountain of to-be-read books, which is teetering dangerously and spilling over into closets and plastic storage bins, I'm going back for the rest of his works.
If weather permits, I'm going to watch Criminal Minds and CSI:NY. They should just re-christen May Your Favorite TV Characters In Ridiculous Amounts of Peril Month. Stella has been menaced by her boyfriend, Danny's brother took a beating, someone is getting the short end of the mortality stick this week, and next week, rumor has it that Flack goes boom.
That's not all. On Criminal Minds, Elle is going to get more lead in her diet, as is Brass from CSI. Whee! In Numb3rsville, Charlie and Don have dodged bullets and explosives, Colby has shot a pedophile in a melee at the International House of Fedcakes, as Annie on Fandomtalk calls it, and David took one for the team, getting shot and eating Mr. Eppes' pot roast.
On Cold Case, William Jeffries punched the DA and was consigned to riding a desk. Scotty Valens flipped his shit and beat a child molester in training to a bloody pulp in the back alley. Lily is obsessed with a purported murder victim who turns out not to be dead, and wangsts about spending her life alooone. Woooooe.
On CSI:Miami, there is a mole in the lab, Alex was implicated in the death of a pedophile who moved into her neighborhood, Delko has a pregnancy scare after a hook-up with a co-worker, and Wolfe takes a nail to the eye. Also, Horatio bangs Delko's cancer-addled, pot-smoking sister, who has an advanced case of baby rabies. Not only that, but he marries her, and she gets shot on their wedding day. My money's on Delko, trying to spare her the sight of Caruso's love gun. Unfortunately, he has condemned us, the hapless viewers, to forty-two seasons of unremitting wangst. Thanks, Delko. Thanks a lot.
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