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[booklog 2005] and other small notes
Aug. 5th, 2005 12:44 amit's late, and well past my bedtime given that i'm planning to see if i can hunt up the emeryville claims office of state farm insurance tomorrow morning before work. i'd really like to just hand-deliver the settlement papers and have it be out of my hands again. but i have a good excuse for being up late, at least -- ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kilroi and cerevisiae are in town and were both at the house of some other friends that i haven't seen much of. there was conversation and cheap chinese and a tasty fig tart, and it was a fine evening.
49. My Family and Other Animals, an autobiography by Gerald Durrell, who if i'm remembering correctly was an English naturalist; this book is stories from the time that his family spent living on the island of Corfu. some of it's funny and mundane, and some of it veers into the fantastic. a 1930's sort of magical realism, but very British? something like that. quite enjoyable.
50. The Long Goodbye, Raymond Chandler. classic. i've read it before, once or twice. as with most books, my internal monologue takes on the tone of what i read...and it's funny to find my brain doing that in Chandler's particular hard-boiled detective story style.
"The coffee maker was almost ready to bubble. I turned the flame low and watched the water rise. It hung a little at the bottom of the glass tube. I turned the flame up just enough to get it over the hump and then turned it low again quickly. I stirred the coffee and covered it. I set my timer for three minutes. Very methodical guy, Marlowe. Nothing must interfere with his coffee technique. Not even a gun in the hand of a desperate character."
kilroi and cerevisiae are in town and were both at the house of some other friends that i haven't seen much of. there was conversation and cheap chinese and a tasty fig tart, and it was a fine evening.49. My Family and Other Animals, an autobiography by Gerald Durrell, who if i'm remembering correctly was an English naturalist; this book is stories from the time that his family spent living on the island of Corfu. some of it's funny and mundane, and some of it veers into the fantastic. a 1930's sort of magical realism, but very British? something like that. quite enjoyable.
50. The Long Goodbye, Raymond Chandler. classic. i've read it before, once or twice. as with most books, my internal monologue takes on the tone of what i read...and it's funny to find my brain doing that in Chandler's particular hard-boiled detective story style.
"The coffee maker was almost ready to bubble. I turned the flame low and watched the water rise. It hung a little at the bottom of the glass tube. I turned the flame up just enough to get it over the hump and then turned it low again quickly. I stirred the coffee and covered it. I set my timer for three minutes. Very methodical guy, Marlowe. Nothing must interfere with his coffee technique. Not even a gun in the hand of a desperate character."
