The Fates are fickle. And mean. Favorite co-worker who has been unable to work due to not having his fingerprint clearance card renewed (the spanner in the works is an ancient offence that which has frickin' been expunged from his record for over a decade). His name suddenly re-appeared on the schedule, brightening my attitude toward work considerably. Until, of course, I find out that they have recently hired someone new with same first name.
The fact that bosslady didn't even bother to put a last-name initial to identify _which_ one is meant casts an even deeper pall.
Did I mention the essential meanness of the Fates?
Thbbbbbbpt.
vw, I remember listening to some bluegrass music with my dad once and saying, "Dad, why are all of these lyrics so depressing?" He just said, "It's a hard life and that's what they sing about." He would know.
I know that. I just…I don’t know what I expected from this book. My step-grandma used to be a missionary in that area. I’ve heard some of her stories. They’re awful and heart-breaking. We’re going to be listening to quite a bit of music from the area (we had to buy two cds for the class), so I’m sure I’ll get it from that too. Actually, we’ve already listened to a couple of songs. It’s so very sad. It makes one rethink about how horrible their life really is…
Are you going to watch Rory Kennedy's documentary "American Hollow" for the class? It's fantastic.
I don’t think so. But, I’ll make not of it and check it out on my own. We do have to watch an Appalachian horror movie (not thrilled about this assignment), and we’re watching Deliverance in class. That’s all I know about.
Back to reading…
I grew up on the fringes of Appalachia--ie, close enough to a good highway so you can make it to town on a regular basis--and it's a fairly freaksome place. Any isolated area where folks have lived for a long time without much outside influence is. The 20th century has its faults, but forcing the modern world into the gloomy crevices of the hill country is not one of them. I knew people who were firmly convinced that if they ever stepped foot outside the county they would die.
I really enjoyed Veronica Mars and much as I hated the attempted breaking up of Luke and Lorelai (look -- it had the exact OPPOSITE immediate reaction than Emily had hoped) I loved the Rory/Logan.
In fact, Logans were good on both shows tonight.
I've got a good visual of Tucker checking out the interesting corners of Fiddler's Green with Zeus, the sweetest lab to ever hop around on 3 legs.
DVR~ma and not-killing-Kara~ma to Deena.
Happy birthday lexine, and Happy Year of the Cock, Bitches!
lexine! happy day of your birth!
Happy Birthday Lexine! For your birthday I bequeath unto you...an entirely new A's rotation! Look how close you were born to pitchers and catchers reporting.
Happy Birthday, lexine!!
I just got back my two imitation poems. I got check-pluses on both. Nope. I'm not an overachiever (apparently he *never* gives check-pluses on first drafts...and I got two!).
