Monday, November 27, 2006

The Best November Ever...

Here's what I've been up to:

1. Thanksgiving hooplah. In the tradition of crazy southerners with the need to plunge any edible foodstuff in a vat of boiling oil, we deep fried our turkey this year. Seriously, I haven't been that nervous in a while. 15 people for the meal and I've got 10 gallons of lethal viscosity in my backyard, ready to maim, destroy and set my suburban neighborhood on fire. We made it through without a trip to the emergency room (praise you, Jesus!) and the turkey was quite delicious. Would I do it again? With the right medications on hand, certainly.

2. Lyle Lovett and his Large Band in concert. We had primo seats to see one of my favorite singer/songwriter/performers of all time at the gorgeous Bass Performance Hall. Lyle played for almost three hours and was backed by some of the best musicians assembled under one roof. The show was fluid, funny and probably the best live performance I've experienced. When he played "If I Had a Boat" I actually wept.

3. Movies, movies, movies. Finally got my husband to watch Hustle & Flow - which I love and would rewatch again and again (thank you Netflix), saw For Your Consideration in the theater - funny, strong premise, ended a little flat, and caught Borat the same day we saw Lyle. On Borat: I have images - and if you've seen it, you know which ones - burned into my brain. Hysterical and offensive. Be prepared to nearly injure yourself with squeamishness (they can't be doing that, oh my gosh, they're really doing that, for the love of all that is good and holy, make it stop!) and uncontrolled laughter.


4. Reading. Browsed through my spouse's nightstand and ended up reading two serial killer books - A Death in Belmont by Sebastion Junger (about the Boston Strangler) and Portrait of a Killer: Jack the Ripper -- Case Closed by Patricia Cornwell. After slogging through both of them, fighting off nightmares and wondering what makes crazy people tick, must remind self: no more serial killers.

I also finished Ralph Ellison's Juneteenth, the novel in progress assembled from his notes after his death. It's brilliant, uneven, and makes you sad that such a genius didn't live to craft (and publish) his story in the way he wanted it received.


Right now I'm in the middle of Carson McCullers The Heart is a Lonely Hunter. It's a close contender for best read of the year, which is still held by Nicole Krauss' The History of Love. I'll keep you posted.

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Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Get Your Vote On

Today's the day, my fellow Americans. Grab a cup of coffee and a friend, and get thee to the polls. It's a perfect chance to exercise your freedom and let your voice be heard.

Then, if you like, check back and say, I did it!

And if not, share your must-be-over-the-top-excellent excuse...