weary as water

every time i blink i have a tiny dream

Book 30: Townie by Andre Dubus III

This is easily the best memoir I’ve read all year (and you know I have a thing for memoirs). Andre Dubus the third tells his story in a very honest, very lyrical prose. He writes of growing up rough in Boston, living in poor neighborhoods after his parents got divorced. He writes of the moment that turned him into a fighter – when his brother got beat up on his front steps and he didn’t do anything about it. He writes of the conscious decision to become a tough kid, and how he started working out more and backing down less. He writes of how fighting affected him and how he started boxing. He writes of his father and how their relationship changed into friendship, even though his father never really understood how his leaving the family made life difficult for his children. His memories are written in such a way that it made me feel like a spectator in the shadows.

5/5
400 pages

Book 29: Before I Go To Sleep by S.J. Watson

Wow. This book scared the beejesus out of me. It takes a worse case scenario – a woman with amnesia who wakes every morning with no memory of her current or past life – and makes it worse. The woman, Christine, starts keeping a very detailed journal. Every night she write in the journal, and every day she reads the journal from beginning to end. She starts to remember things. And she realizes that her caregiver is not telling her the truth. The ending of the book is spectacular. Highly recommended…unless you’re an amnesiac.

360 pages
4.5/5

Book 27: The Art of the Heist by Myles J. Connor

When I started reading The Art of the Heist by Myles J. Connor, I was super excited (and a bit dismayed) when he started talking about robbing the Isabella Gardner Museum in Boston. I *loved* visiting both the Isabella Gardner Museum & the Museum of Fine Arts on our recent trip to Boston, and gah, it takes a real creep to steal art from places people love. Although the story of how Myles & company stole a Rembrandt from the MFA was super ballsy – they basically just paid admission, walked straight to the painting, took it off the wall and walked away with it in hand.The book was an okay read – a little dreary in parts and with far more detail about bank robberies and murders than I would have liked…but hey, a life of crime isn’t just going to include the victimless crimes, I guess.

304 pages
2.5/5

Book 26: In The Garden Of Beasts: Love, Terror, and an American Family in Hitler’s Berlin by Erik Larson

In The Garden Of Beasts: Love, Terror, and an American Family in Hitler’s Berlin is a work of nonfiction by Erik Larson, detailing the life of William Dodd and his family during Dodd’s tenure as the US Ambassador to Germany. Dodd was a professorof history, whose area of interest was the southern United States. He became ambassador because no one else would take the job, and FDR was desperate to fill the position before Congress recessed. Not the best credentials for a US ambassador, but probably not the worst either. Even though Dodd was an Ambassador, he never really fit in with the elites. His family was also interesting – his daughter Martha ended up falling in love with a Soviet spy – which caused many problems for them both. The author claims that everything written in quotes is a direct quotation – from a letter, memoir, or conversation – and I really appreciated reading the story of Hitler gaining power through the eyes of American outsiders.

464 pages
3.5/5

super low key weekend

drank beer at avondale brewery last night
went to brunch with friends today
otherwise the weekend has been full of reading and laundry

while uploading pictures of jason & amanda’s wedding i found this one, taken in boston, and think it is one of my favorites.
strange but true.

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Book 25: Cutting for Stone by Abraham Verghese

It took me forever to finish this book. (The book is 688 pages, so I don’t feel too badly about it). The book is a very detailed story of two twin brothers born to a nun (a nun!) in Ethiopia. The nun dies in childbirth and their father, a highly esteemed surgeon, runs away. The two boys are raised by the hospital staff, and come of age as Ethiopia survives a bloody coup. I enjoyed the last part (part four) of this book more than any of the others. A part of me wishes the book would have been shorter. The other part of me wonders if the last part would have been so marvelously riveting if the first parts had been abridged.

688 pages
3.5/5

fleet foxes

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saw fleet foxes play at the alabama theater
thanks to the mean old boss that joel has
who wouldn’t give him the night off work

it was a pretty solid show
nothing groundbreaking or terribly inspired
although you know i am a sucker for harmony and melody
i couldn’t really tell you what any of the songs were
or what the lyrics were
they totally reminded me of this weird looking
red tide bioluminescence in san diego

the opener to the show was van dyke parks, who is 68 years old and still banging it out,
utah phillips on acid style,
if utah phillips were on acid and had a box set of 7inches to sell.

i’m glad i went.

perfect birthday weekend

i did a lot of awesome things this weekend

friday was my birthday, i am so old (34)
you may not think that is old, but
i almost called the cops on our downstairs neighbors
who had a stompy loud party thursday night/friday morning from 3am-5am.
but i don’t like talking to cops
and who calls the cops on their neighbors, anyway?

for lunch i went to the greek festival with my coworkers
i ate delicious lamb and bought some baklava for emily
whitney brought a chocolate cake by my office
and i got to leave early

with only a few exceptions
everyone i love called me to wish me a happy birthday
emily bought me roses and a funny card and made delicious swiss chard/goat cheese baked pasta.
we watched multiple episodes of my favorite brazilian tv show
and went to bed early

saturday was football and tamales
and i bought a bike
it is very shiny and pretty and fast
then we went to eat sushi with old friends
who brought me birthday beer prizes
we all stopped by the package store after dinner
found they have a cool little secret bar in the back of the package store
with hookahs and cigars and you can buy & consume anything you can drink
so we drank and watched the alabama game

sunday i rode my new bike into work
mostly for the excuse to ride my new bike
although i did work for a couple hours
then emily & i went paddleboarding on one of the lakes at oak mountain
it was amazing
i did not fall down once
my feet did hurt afterwards
but i would definitely do it again
i talked to my brother and mom over skype
ended the weekend by drinking too much woodchuck fall cider
and watching breaking bad
my very favorite tv show

here we go, another year.

paddleboarding

things that please me

when there are no waves, boogie boards make the perfect flotation device.
yesterday we were swimming in the ocean
playing with a borrowed yellow frisbee
spotting crabs and fish in the crystal clear water
minding our own business when we
heard some shrieking from the shore
(the excited kind, not the scared shitless kind)
looked out to the horizon to see three dolphins leaping
in great big arcs out of the ocean
splash splash splash
for ten minutes before disappearing
they were playing
we were playing
it was an awesome way to end the weekend