Archive - Apr 2008

I was just leaving a comment about Steven's insanely accurate new rating system:

Yeah I know - move over stars here comes Steven and his taffy apple.

Una Laptop por Niño: The philanthropic effort dubbed the $100 Laptop has not met its grand initial goals. But its first deployment, in Peru, may turn skeptics into believers. from the Technology Review.

Oh jeez I just ate so much Pad Thai I am sweating.

I have been reading this book called the "Fireside Book of Dog Stories" (more on that in a separate post later) that was compiled in 1942 or 52, it must have been 52 no-one was compiling fireside books during the war.

Anyways, two or three of the stories in that book are by James Thurber and E.B White.

Anglophone young'uns will recognize the second author. He wrote Charlotte's Web, Stuart Little and the Trumpet of the Swan, among other classic stories. Thurber is known for his cartooning and humour writing in the New Yorker.

I have such a profound admiration for these two writers. They are witty and critical, and what's surprising to a reader of contemporary satire, they are not profoundly negative.

So today, as a reward for buying a piece of clothing that causes me to sing Otto Titsling under my breath involuntarily, I treated myself to some books at the Westmount Library book sale. At the book sale, (and this is why book sales are fun, because you find the weirdest stuff) I found a little book called "Is Sex Necessary" written by none other then my two men of the hour J Thurber and E.B White, in 1929 no less.

I know I sound like some gaytardo from a sophie kinsella book when I write titles like that, but I need to indicate the gravity of the problem. I bought another handbag today. A year ago I couldn't buy handbags, they all looked like overdecorated vaginas (or vageens, or hoontangs, depending on the mood) anyways, overdecorated primary sex organ symbols and I hated them. I had a big bike bag, and a smaller bike bag and a backpack and all was well in the world.