He'd had the sense, moments earlier, that Caroline was on the verge of accusing him of being "depressed," and he was afraid that if the idea that he was depressed gained currency, he would forfeit his right to his opinions. He would forfeit his moral certainties; every word he spoke would become a symptom of disease; he would never win an argument.
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READIN
READIN started out as a place for me
to keep track of what I am reading, and to learn (slowly, slowly)
how to design a web site.
There has been some mission drift
here and there, but in general that's still what it is. Some of
the main things I write about here are
reading books,
listening to (and playing) music, and
watching the movies. Also I write about the
work I do with my hands and with my head; and of course about bringing up Sylvia.
The site is a bit of a work in progress. New features will come on-line now and then; and you will occasionally get error messages in place of the blog, for the forseeable future. Cut me some slack, I'm just doing it for fun! And if you see an error message you think I should know about, please drop me a line. READIN source code is PHP and CSS, and available on request, in case you want to see how it works.
See my reading list for what I'm interested in this year.
READIN has been visited approximately 236,737 times since October, 2007.
A big step in my songwriting progress: next Sunday I'll be playing my song Rainy Day Woman at my teacher's recital in New Providence with Oliver Shapiro (my teacher) playing the first cello part and Rebecca Turner singing. So exciting! This will be the first public performance of any of my compositions that I've written since I started using Noteflight in earnest a few months ago, and is my first time having another cellist play my composition.
I've rehearsed it separately with Mr. Shapiro and with Rebecca, and feel confident/hopeful that the two of them will fit together seamlessly :). (Mindful of course of how it could not work out. Got my fingers crossed!)
The practice tape with Rebecca is fun to listen to. There are a couple of hiccups but overall the song moves very nicely.
Today (inspired to search by the recent buzz over British Royal Names) I learned that the father of King Offa of Mercia was named Thingfrith! (behind his back, they called him "King Say it don't spray it")
6 favorites of mine... -- by Dylan, whose position as the musical idol of my youth is incontestable. Dylan was it as far as I was concerned ages 16 - late 20's (and even still for that matter though my tastes have broadened a good deal).
"from a buick 6"
"Outlaw Blues"
"Meet Me in the Morning"
"Two Soldiers" (trad.)
"Ballad of Hollis Brown"
"Hwy. 61 Revisited"
(I really wanted to do "Maggie's Farm" as well, but I haven't quite gotten there yet on that one. May add it to the playlist at some point.)
Drogo is the patron saint of shepherds and of coffee; also of gallstones, hernias, cattle, and of those whom others find repulsive. (I am searching in vain for a patron saint of those who find themselves repulsive.) He is said to have practiced bilocation as a young man, while he was working as a shepherd for a Sebourgeoise named Elizabeth de l'Haire (of whom I find no other mention anywhere). He lived a very long life by 11th-C. standards; it seems like he spent the latter half of it in an iron cage which was built so that visitors would not have to gaze on the repulsive deformity which he had acquired due to a hernia sustained during one of his pilgrimages to Rome.
Drogo