Book Review - Call Me By Your Name

As I read Call Me By Your Name by Andre Aciman, I pictured the very pretty Timothee Chalamet and Armie Hammer who are the leads in the movie version. This helped me get through the book. Somehow I think I was not the target audience. There were parts I found a tad uncomfortable sexually.

But, much of the writing was quite good and some of the descriptions were gorgeous. I kept reading, but I can't recommend this book to you. It was a bit too graphic for me (and I keep an open mind on plenty).

Back blurb - this is the story of a sudden and powerful romance that blossoms between an adolescent boy and a summer guest at his parents' cliffside mansion on the Italian Riviera. Each is unprepared for the consequences of their attraction, when during the restless summer weeks, unrelenting currents of passion, obsession, fascination, and desire intensify and test the charged ground between them. 

Whoa, nelly. This book was a tad much, even for me. And now, there's a sequel. Holy cow - at least the two leads are now men, and not a youth and a man.

That's my review.  Whew!

Happy Valentine's Day

Happy Valentine's Day to everybody.  Hope it's a good day and a good weekend.

Love means surviving a makeover. Ray and I, hopefully, have new floors when you read this. I can't promise I'll have our computer back on to comment on everyone's posts.

We've done a rather thorough purge of stuff in closets that have not seen the light of day for years....and years....and years.

I've shredded plenty of ancient history.  Decisions have been made, we are trying to think outside the box - how shall we use our space in the next 5, 10,15, 20 years? 

These are the times that try men's (and women's) souls.  We aren't moving. Hence the construction chaos.  But we are hanging tough, cooperating, and collaborating. All  for a common purpose - our lives together under the same roof.

Wish us luck. I see the light on the other side. Meanwhile....chocolate...thank goodness for Valentine's Day chocolate.

Cheers everyone.

Wednesday Wisdom and Nature

 Study nature, love nature, stay close to nature. It will never fail you.   Frank Lloyd Wright

 Nature is not a temple, but a workshop, and man's the workman in it.   Ivan Turgenev

To forget how to dig the earth and to tend the soil is to forget ourselves.   Mohandas K. Gandhi


Happy Wednesday.  Often we are stuck indoors in February. Today's wisdom reminds us that we'll see stuff blooming again. Or we enjoy the blanket of snow.  Breathe deep and be patient. Seasons will turn.

Book Review - Born a Crime by Trevor Noah

I like Trevor Noah. He's funny. He's smart. He's quick. And he's had quite a life. Born a Crime chronicles his life as a boy in South Africa under apartheid. A white mother. A black father. Trevor and his light skin mix is not allowed. It's an amazing story and a salute/ love letter to his remarkable mother.

I laughed out loud at his description of his grandmother saying, "I can't whip that boy. He turns all sorts of colors - bruises are purple, yellow, green."  His mother was saying, "If Trevor is bad with all of the other cousins, he should get the same punishment." His South African family didn't know what to do with this fair skinned black child. It's funny and yet interesting too, and sad considering the time period.

Trevor Noah's youth bordered on crime. He was smart but not aiming for his true potential. Fortunately, his mother recognized his skills,  his fast talking wit, and more. 

p.  243 You forget the reason I ride you so hard. Everything I have ever done I've done from a place of love. If I don't punish you, the world will punish you even worse. When I beat you, I'm trying to save you. When they (police) beat you, they're trying to kill you. 

Born a Crime by Trevor Noah is an amazing coming of age tale from a world many of us know nothing about. He truly beat the odds, and his book demonstrates that he appreciates and can reflect on his success now. It's a quick funny read, but also poignant, and eye-opening too. Worthy stuff.

Book Review - The Day the World Came to Town

The Day the World Came to Town by Jim Defede is a joy to read, and just what I needed to reassure myself about humanity. I've got tickets for the touring musical production of Come From Away, and my sister recommended this book for preparation.

September 11, 2001 - U.S. airspace is closed due to the terrorist strikes. Thirty-eight jetliners bound for the United States were forced to land in Gander, Newfoundland. This city and surrounding communities came together to give their visitors three days to remember.

back blurb:  Their response to this challenge was truly extraordinary.  Oz Fudge, the town constable, searched all over Gander for a flight crew member so that he could give her a hug as a favor to her sister, who reached him by phone. This story and more are beautifully rendered - a true account of a community that exemplifies love, kindness, and generosity.

Folks stripped beds, cleaned out closets and pantries, and opened their homes to perfect strangers. Yes, come take a shower. Yes, come use our phone. Yes, come for dinner. The answers in Gander were yes, and hesitant travelers soon opened their hearts to this wonderful community. It was a party, and while eager to get home, they hated to leave. Life long friendships were made.

Jim Defede brings a remarkable time and town to life in The Day the World Came to Town.

I want to visit Gander, Newfoundland.

Wednesday Wacko Wisdom

 Oh yeah, still milking the idiocracy

 Carry On My Wayward Son.....only age appropriate get this one

 oh my....just so appropriate these days

 stay

me and Ray -year 31


First say to yourself what you would be; then do what you have to do - Epictetus

I am turning off comments.  You may read this and interpret as you wish.  These are times to try men's souls as Thomas Paine would say.  I'm just shaking my head and saying WTF.

Wednesday...now aiming for the weekend.  I promise a book review for Friday and trying to return to regularly scheduled programming. I admit to doing a lot of filler lately. Just scattered..it's February. Maybe I'm not getting enough Vitamin D from the sun.

How are YOU?

Hang in. 

Monday Mishmash

 Let's just dance into this week with a mishmash of stuff.

 We were busy this week - still redoing a power room and getting ready for some new flooring. It's a bigger project than one initially thinks - dang a lot of stuff comes out of our closets. Start spring cleaning now folks.

And I'll include a throwback pic of my friend Terri. Apparently her service was really nice with an excellent turnout. Tough to be 1500 miles away but I was there in spirit.

Super Bowl chat - Congrats to the Kansas City Chiefs. Quite a season. QB Patrick Mahomes is an exciting, enthusiastic player with a lot of positive energy. He made the game fun. Demi Lovato nailed our Star Spangled Banner.  And half time - J-Lo and Shakira - Wow. As my sister pointed out - that's 93 combined years of hip shaking.

Have a good week.  Children - study your geography.

P.S. Dear President Trump - the Kansas City Chiefs are from Missouri.  Time for a Twitter correction.

Big Sigh