Saint
daniel on Aug 5th 2008
A spirit jumping from cumulo to nimbus:
lightning follows in its wake.
You, awake and dreaming, sense the other
world imposed in a brilliant second.
You, here and elsewhere,
are the saint that can see.
A billion songs driving into the earth,
dust rising and settling in their craters.
You, dimly away, hum along
to an impossible sonata.
You, here and elsewhere,
are the saint that can sing.
Good night, always a good night,
we are all together, hunkered down,
waiting for your windows to
subside, to darken.
We, here and elsewhere,
honour the saint that notices
little things.
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Books and Lists.
daniel on Aug 2nd 2008
I have shamelessly stolen this list from Kari. She writes:
I am not exactly sure what this list is, but it has something to do with the National Endowment for the Arts’ Big Read program, though I couldn’t find this list on their website to verify that claim. I stole it from CJ. Apparently the NEA estimates that the average adult has only read six of these books. At least, that is the statistic that is bandied about the internet. So, basically, this is a random unverified list with a random unverified statistic attached to it. But let’s see how I do anyway, shall we? (Hint: more than six.)
Here’s how it works:
1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you intend to read.
3) Mark in red the books you LOVE. (Not going to do this!)
4) Reprint this list in your blog
Oh, yeah, I am not so much for making things red. So we are ignoring that rule. But feel free to use it if you’d like.
- Pride and Prejudice – Jane Austen – Yes. If it’s Austen, I’ve read it.
- The Lord of the Rings – JRR Tolkien – What a lot of tough slogging. The films were so much better withouth Tolkien’s ridiculously overwrought descriptions of everything.
- Jane Eyre – Charlotte Bronte – Didn’t like it. Very boring stuff.
- Harry Potter series – JK Rowling – Everything so far!
- To Kill a Mockingbird – Harper Lee – Yep. Read it at the cottage last fall because I had absolutely nothing else to read. It was good, I guess.
- The Bible – Did one of those read-the-bible-in-a-year things. Some of it is awesome, some is dreadfully skull-poundingly boring.
- Wuthering Heights – Emily Bronte – This Bronte person, I do not like her.
- Nineteen Eighty Four – George Orwell Yes! What an awesome, terrible book.
- His Dark Materials – Philip Pullman – I own the entire series. They start off well and end badly, like most explicitly atheistic tracts.
- Great Expectations – Charles Dickens – They sure did love their meandering sentences back then.
- Little Women – Louisa M Alcott – Of course! And Little Men, and Jo’s Boys, and whatever else she wrote.
- Tess of the D’Urbervilles – Thomas Hardy – I remember reading it, don’t remember much about it.
- Catch 22 – Joseph Heller – Heard of it, never read it.
- Complete Works of Shakespeare – I own it, but I’ve only really browsed the highlights, and of course the sonnets. Ole Shake sure rocked the iamb good and proper.
- Rebecca – Daphne Du Maurier – No idea what this is.
- The Hobbit – JRR Tolkien – Much better in tone, much more light-hearted than LotR.
- Birdsong – Sebastian Faulks – No.
- Catcher in the Rye – JD Salinger – Laura has a desperate attachment to this book. Read King Dork for more details on how annoying that can be. But of course I’ve read it too.
- The Time Traveller’s Wife – Audrey Niffenegger – This book is fabulous but suffers at the end.
- Middlemarch – George Eliot – Sounds… dreary.
- Gone With The Wind – Margaret Mitchell – No. I watched the film and that turned me off enough thankyouverymuch.
- The Great Gatsby – F Scott Fitzgerald – No real book reader can skip this. It’s impossible. F. Scott is like a force of nature.
- Bleak House – Charles Dickens – I am unhappy with the Dickens I have read and wonder if people had a lot more time on their hands back then.
- War and Peace – Leo Tolstoy – I can only remember thinking that the outline for this book must have itself been thirty or forty pages long.
- The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy – Douglas Adams – Odd that it makes this list.
- Brideshead Revisited – Evelyn Waugh – What a horrible load of tripe.
- Crime and Punishment – Fyodor Dostoyevsky – I picked it up once. That was enough.
- Grapes of Wrath – John Steinbeck – I liked this book.
- Alice in Wonderland – Lewis Carroll – Through The Looking-Glass was better.
- The Wind in the Willows – Kenneth Grahame – Marvellous, wonderful book. Should be given to every child everywhere so they can grow up and catch the themes later.
- Anna Karenina – Leo Tolstoy – Tolstoy has stolen enough of my life. No more.
- David Copperfield – Charles Dickens – They made me read this one.
- Chronicles of Narnia – CS Lewis – Of course. C.S. Lewis understood more about writing books for children than Pullman ever will. Narnia is inhabited with the sort of wide-eyed wonder that children exhibit. HDM was, instead, dreary and oppressive.
- Emma – Jane Austen – Delicious.
- Persuasion – Jane Austen – Not her best effort.
- The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe – CS Lewis – Because, you know, it’s not part of the Chronicles.
- The Kite Runner – Khaled Hosseini – An awfully boring book. I can’t imagine the sort of people that read this and actually enjoy it and want more. Sickos.
- Captain Corelli’s Mandolin – Louis De Bernieres – No. Think I’ve heard of it.
- Memoirs of a Geisha – Arthur Golden – Maybe someday if I run out of back issues of National Geographic and word-of-the-day toilet paper.
- Winnie the Pooh – AA Milne – Love these.
- Animal Farm – George Orwell – Somebody doesn’t like communists. Good show!
- The Da Vinci Code – Dan Brown – I read the first seven or ten pages of a DB novel once. I strive not to repeat those sorts of awful misadventures.
- One Hundred Years of Solitude – Gabriel Garcia Marquez – Meh.
- A Prayer for Owen Meany – John Irving – LOVE this book. Irving’s a bit of a perv, though.
- The Woman in White – Wilkie Collins – No.
- Anne of Green Gables – LM Montgomery – Sadly, I was reading these when I was thirteen. As the series went on, either the books got rather blase or I was growing too old for them. I prefer to think the latter.
- Far From The Madding Crowd – Thomas Hardy – No. I have read some Thomas Hardy, but this was not one of his most daring and original works, from what I hear.
- The Handmaid’s Tale – Margaret Atwood – Margaret Atwook makes me alternately crazy and appreciative. Mostly crazy. I am ambivalent about this book.
- Lord of the Flies – William Golding – READ THIS BOOK KARI.
- Atonement – Ian McEwan – Between this and The Cement Garden I begin to see a theme in this man’s novels. Perhaps a classier, gentrified Irving?
- Life of Pi – Yann Martel – I came away from this book thinking, what have I just read? Of course, that’s often a favourable thing in my books.
- Dune – Frank Herbert – After Dune it all goes down-hill. There should be no sequels or prequels to this novel. Anything else spoils it.
- Cold Comfort Farm – Stella Gibbons – Never heard of it.
- Sense and Sensibility – Jane Austen – Duh.
- A Suitable Boy – Vikram Seth – Sounds a bit dirty.
- The Shadow of the Wind – Carlos Ruiz Zafon – Sounds foreign and loquacious and moreover quite boring.
- A Tale Of Two Cities – Charles Dickens – Could not finish this. Fine beginning sentences, though.
- Brave New World – Aldous Huxley – I love Huxley, and I want him to have my genetically-altered soma-sipping children.
- The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time – Mark Haddon – Laura and I both owned this book when we got married. Not sure why it’s on this list.
- Love In The Time Of Cholera – Gabriel Garcia Marquez – I hate, hate, hate this book so much more than any other book I have ever read.
- Of Mice and Men – John Steinbeck – Just this year!
- Lolita – Vladimir Nabokov – Strange book. Not what you think from the title.
- The Secret History – Donna Tartt – Never heard of it.
- The Lovely Bones – Alice Sebold – This is a crap book I’ve heard.
- Count of Monte Cristo – Alexandre Dumas – This book is so frickin’ long… he was being paid by the word for a serial publication, so naturally he stretched everything out. I read it after I saw the film. The film was marginally better.
- On The Road – Jack Kerouac – I love the style, hate the content. It’s this rumbling, rushing, busy prose with no plot or anything else of interest.
- Jude the Obscure – Thomas Hardy – Oh yeah. Good book.
- Bridget Jones’s Diary – Helen Fielding – WTF
- Midnight’s Children – Salman Rushdie – I read the other one he got in so much trouble for.
- oby Dick – Herman Melville – I was forced to read this. I did not do it voluntarily, let me tell you.
- Oliver Twist – Charles Dickens – Nor will I.
- Dracula – Bram Stoker – Good book.
- The Secret Garden – Frances Hodgson Burnett – Another great book.
- Notes From A Small Island – Bill Bryson – No.
- Ulysses – James Joyce – I’m not sure I’ll ever get around to this.
- The Bell Jar – Sylvia Plath – Yes. Such a good book.
- Swallows and Amazons – Arthur Ransome – Surprised to see this here! All these books about sailing made me want to own a boat when I was kid. If not duffers… won’t drown!
- Germinal – Emile Zola – What is this?
- Vanity Fair – William Makepeace Thackeray – No.
- Possession – AS Byatt – Don’t remember what it was about.
- A Christmas Carol – Charles Dickens – No.
- Cloud Atlas – David Mitchell – No.
- The Color Purple – Alice Walker – Maybe. Sounds familiar.
- The Remains of the Day – Kazuo Ishiguro – And I suffered through the film! I’m practically a martyr for this story.
- Madame Bovary – Gustave Flaubert – It has such a charming name.
- A Fine Balance – Rohinton Mistry – No.
- Charlotte’s Web – EB White – Hells yeah!
- The Five People You Meet In Heaven – Mitch Albom – WFTH?
- Adventures of Sherlock Holmes – Sir Arthur Conan Doyle – Every single one, cover to cover.
- The Faraway Tree Collection – What?
- Heart of Darkness – Joseph Conrad – Yeah. Good, not great.
- The Little Prince – Antoine De Saint-Exupery – No.
- The Wasp Factory – Iain Banks – Such a creepy, weird, off-kilter book. Loved it! Read this, if you ever have a chance. Unless you’re squeamish.
- Watership Down – Richard Adams – I hate rabbits because of this book.
- A Confederacy of Dunces – John Kennedy Toole – Dunces by Toole? Nice. But no.
- A Town Like Alice – Nevil Shute – No.
- The Three Musketeers – Alexandre Dumas
- Hamlet – William Shakespeare – I haven’t read much Shakespeare, I confess / But this play is one of the few I’ve read.
- Charlie and the Chocolate Factory – Roald Dahl – Dahl’s a genius. FYI.
- Les Miserables – Victor Hugo – No WAY am I ever going to read this.
– Yeah. This guy needs a good editor, seriously.
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Rite
daniel on Aug 1st 2008
Boos begin when a cello slips into the background of the piece, a solo disjointed note, the first of many to come. They are discomfited, they are annoyed, this is not what they came to see.
Conducting, he hears them. Pushes their unplanned discord from his head. Continues.
There is an argument beginning where the crowd grows poorer. They dislike what they are hearing. They dislike what they are seeing.
He winces at the noise. But he will overpower them. Soon the theme of his piece will rise and meet any challengers.
They seem to hear him, growing steadily louder. No longer paying attention. Brawling in the aisles.
The orchestra plays on. It cannot do anything else. It rises and swells and begets noise upon noise upon beautiful noise.
Someone starts a fire. That is it. The police and intermission arrive simultaneously.
He looks out on the heaving, brawling audience. The police swinging clubs. He had hoped they would listen, that it would hypnotise and delight them. Something awful, something new, something unlike anything before it.
He sprints to the back door. Throws it open. Angry, but anger turns soon to bitter sadness. He begins to weep as he walks aimlessly through the anonymous back streets.
It begins to rain but he does not turn around.
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Dear Yak, please go away.
daniel on Aug 1st 2008
If there’s one thing I dislike, it’s solicitors coming to my door and telling me things I already know and don’t care about.
Consider Yak. They knocked today, at 8:00pm of all times, to tell me that they’ve leased the lines off Bell! (Like so many, many other companies have!) That they were offering great internet service! (Using Bell lines? Pffft.) At a low price! ($8 a month more than I pay with Acanac.) With unlimited downloads! (Using Bell lines? Unlimited in the sense that you can download as much as you like at 30kbps.)
When they asked how much I paid, I lowballed and said about $200 a year. They were like, “That’s a lot!” And I was like, “You can’t do math! Not even simple math!”
Then I decided I no longer wanted to talk to them, so I asked them if they allow an SSH tunnel into a remote virtual desktop with 100gb online storage like Acanac does. Their eyes glazed over. I asked if they supported DDNS (a red herring, it’s your router that supports DDNS) and they stammered an I-don’t-know.
I’m completely satisfied with the internet service I have. Acanac’s a pretty good company to deal with, and I like them. It’s hard for me to find things that I like, so I’ll keep them for now.
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