I noted a number of people keep track of the books they read on their LJ, and I think I might do that, as well, because lately I seem to forget I've read a book the moment I finish reading it...
So far this year:
Inventing Billy the Kid: Visions of the Outlaw in America, 1881-1981 by Stephen Tatum (although technically I haven't finished the last chapter yet)
The Book of Lost Things by John Connolly
The Paths of the Dead by Steven Brust (not quite finished here, either, although I expect to be done within the week at the rate I'm going)
And just started The Time Traveler's Wife
Why, why, WHY do I get so unreasonably upset when I see misused apostrophes? Especially being used by people who are writers?!? Why does it even matter??? (But ARGH! ARGH!! ARGH!!!!)
I've actually, finally, almost finished the pink sweater I started crocheting last year (and I mean like, last winter, possibly even a year ago this month or something).
On Friday night we watched a movie called "The Machinist" (El Maquinista) -- I don't have a clue why it has a Spanish title when it's in English; but anyway, it starred Christian Bale, made apparently just the year before "Batman Begins," and the insane actor apparently lost 63 pounds to play the part -- SIXTY THREE POUNDS. He was a skeleton. It was important for the part, mind you, not to fill some Hollywood standard; the plot involves a man who hasn't been able to sleep for a year and all the rest of the characters make many comments about his emaciation. Still, I am amazed what actors will do to their bodies for a part (such as Toby McGuire going from "Spider-Man" to "Seabiscuit" back to "Spider-Man 2." Madness). In any case, it was a good flick. Bale plays Americans so well I'm occasionally surprised to remember he's British.
On Saturday framefolly showed us "Kung-Fu Hustle," which was great fun. I'm coming to enjoy Stephen Chow flicks a lot.
One of the things I bought when I thought I'd have more money this week hasn't come yet - supplements to Killer Bunnies (curse you, fenchurche!). I hope they get here by next weekend... more bunnies!
Yesterday I actually watched the entire Superbowl. I never watch football games. It was a REALLY good game, though. Some funny commercials, too. And for the first time it looks like Phoenix is not going to turn fair-weather on a team that dared to lose. Now I can start gearing up for the important team sport, BASEBALL.
And just because: * * *
Almost every one of my Winters has come out male... Still no silver or gold.