What are you reading?

i faked my way through the entire educational system

 

'fake it till you make it!'

 

I was among the worst students in middle and high school.

Friends and I avoided school as much as possible. Was not so much that we were off drugging and partying. Spent most of the time in the woods with the newts and frogs and turtles. Studying the wilds on our own. I still have my nature ledger, which holds our observations

Funny. All of us had a bad reputation, but we all ended up going to grad school and getting advanced degrees.

 

you did better than me, i spent my time chasing girls. i suppose you could call that spending time in nature

 

Treat yourself to the audio version!

People like to deduct about 50 IQ points from everyone with a buttermilk and buttermilk (US Southern) accent - and so the punditry NEVER EVER see him coming!

Nine minutes and thirty seconds into this eight hour book I'm well and truly hooked.

It would only be about a 6 hour book were it to be read by somebody from a New England state - but then you would lose much in the translation......

 

Looking to find a used copy of the Kennedy book. Sounds very interesting. Audio would be difficult for me. I spend my audio time with Joan Jett!

Bisco, chasing was your mistake.

You are supposed to let us chase you!
kris

 

sadie hawkins day in one week!

 

Why doesn't it surprise me that you know that date.
k.

 

I knew of the day but not the date.
Never knew about the Li'l Abner connection, either - despite being old enough to have read them.

Ah.....comics.

 

even though i sometimes forget my own name, i can vividly remember al capp drawing lil abner on tv at 3 years old during a hollywood strike in 1958.
and i remember this crazy day:watch

 

ALL you need is love....

 

With all the unrest, figure I may as well get educated on the subject...

Days of Rage: America's Radical Underground, the FBI, and the Forgotten Age of Revolutionary Violence - Wikipedia

Never did understand the appeal of the cults and violence.

Not sure when I will get to the book, however.

Started a new job and while it is what I have aimed for for the last decade, I find I am getting up at 5 a.m. and to bed at 12:30 a.m. or so

kris

 

You’ll never look at your doctor the same way again

 

Probably a few layers deeper than most would be interested in peeling through, but it offers a peek at what would compel folks to leave home and hearth....and it's fairly well written!
AND?
It is......"What I am reading....."

This is probably a good thing......

 

time for a little soliloquy maybe this will help me read it again !
(from Hamlet, spoken by Hamlet)

To be, or not to be, that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
And by opposing end them. To die—to sleep,
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to: 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep, perchance to dream—ay, there's the rub:
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause—there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
Th'oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of dispriz'd love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of th'unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovere'd country, from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience doth make cowards of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry
And lose the name of action.

spoiler alert !

 

Had to work the past few weekends.

Not complaining, as I love my new job, except much of it is office/administrative and I do not get out in the field much.

Anyway, I guess between regular "life" and the extraordinary events happening worldwide, I am off track in my normal pursuits, so instead of reading anything with any merit at all, have been reading "popcorn," which characterizes books that if you ask me what I just read, I could not tell you...well, maybe exaggerating a wee bit, but sure you all understand.

I am thinking about plunging into some Russian works, figuring may as well try to sludge through them sometime and what better time?

Maybe start with Fathers and Sons by Ivan Turgenev.

Any other suggestions?
kris