Happy Birthday

First thing, after getting out of bed, Pop pops into the big room and greets me, “Happy birthday!”

Maybe he made a point of doing this because he felt bad for forgetting last year, apparently not suspecting in the least that I wished he would continue forgetting. It might not be so bad if that greeting came with a twenty-dollar bill. I might even order another movie that he might enjoy. But I don’t want to whine. After all, he caught me while I was reading from the Kindle that he bought me not long ago.

Still, the birthday greeting feels so bad. Like a load of shame heaped on top of my head. As it probably should. But it is not as though I am going to change and put in a job application at the grocery store or a burger place.

critical essays of “Lolita”

Since I wanted to advance more rapidly on my critical essays of “Lolita” and “The Magic Mountain”, I decided to give up a day of book-blogging in favor of working on the essays, taking advantage of the fact that I have dropped Casanova’s memoirs from my book rounds. And I enjoyed digging into the exegetical work. I might even have to add an extra day.

While I was working on “Lolita” today, I felt the itch to start book-blogging it. So, I intend to work straight through those essays, instead of taking turns with the essays on “Magic Mountain”. Even under this arrangement, it will probably still be a few months before I can get started, but we will see how it goes. Seeing how I enjoy working on these critical essays, I just need to keep in mind that it is not like my book-blogging has proven to be a crowd-pleaser - there’s no rush.

a pretty good rain acutally

They said, a very light rain tonight. Maybe.

This is a pretty good rain actually. Especially since we do not need it at all. Well, I said that I did not want to mow until we were closer t Vic's arrival, and it is looking like we will be lucky if I can get in a mow by the weekend. And it will be a tough mow. The weeds and grass growing wildly and tall.