I got to work on time, almost. It did not go well. I had to leave dishes. When I left, my lower back locked up, and I sent several hours trying to get mobile.
And then I raked over "Road Tripping" once. That lasted until 1 am. I feel annoyed with the grammar checker I used in LibreOffice. I found changes that could only have come from the software. Lots of changes. Even in areas I had already worked over. Things I would not, could not, approve of. There is this question: is it my eyes do not see or my brain does not recognize? Words missing, wrong verb tenses, and other items I cannot blame upon the software.
The only thing I can do more of with this story is if KH reads it and decides it presents a very naive viewpoint in its last section.
I woke around 8 and snoozed and finally got moving around 9. I have 40 minutes before I need leave for work.
What I read yesterday and thought worth passing on:
Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God: Annotated
In a different direction, Lithub has Ancient Drama for Modern Readers: Top 5 Greek Plays to Read in Translation
And from this morning:
Where to start with: Colette. I read Colette in prison, have touted her on this blog, and so here is a reading list from The Guardian.
An update from The Guardian: Roald Dahl publisher announces unaltered 16-book ‘classics collection’
Also from The Guardian: The West by Naoíse Mac Sweeney review – history rediscovered:
What should “western” identity mean now? The book ends by reflecting on this question from a variety of standpoints: the work of the postcolonial critic Edward Said, and the current anti-western diatribes of Islamic State, Putin and the Chinese Communist party. There’s no single answer, of course – like Herodotus, and like this book, civilisation itself is a great smörgåsbord of delicacies. We pick and choose how we conceive of our identity; our appetites change; your tastes are different from mine. But I imagine that lots of people will enjoy this clever and thought-provoking account.
Want a Nobel Prize for Literature?
Here's your chance to get the Nobel Prize in Literature -- or at least the official medal and the diploma that goes with it. Though the diploma does say 'Maurice Maeterlinck' ..... But you should be able to pass off the medal as yours .....
Yes, the 1911 Nobel laureate's medal and diploma are up for auction at Sotheby's on 1 March -- Lot 107 in a good-looking Paris auction of Livres et Manuscrits du XVe siècle à nos jours.
The estimate is €90,000-120,000 -- surely a bargain to be able to say: "I have a Nobel Prize in Literature" and flash the medal at the local bar.
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