On the DownLoad…
Saturdays are for recharging. Not resting, but rejuicing your culture-delivery devices and loading them with new stuff. It probably used to be called “Going to the library* and the record store,” but my way doesn’t need pants.
(Oh, PS — I finished #10, Five Men Who Broke My Heart last night. What month is this? I might make 50 this year…?)
I am allowed five clickies at a time. Which means, I have two weeks to read all of these:
The Devil in the Kitchen, Marco Pierre White
Backstage with Julia [Child], Nancy Verde Barr
Cooking for Kings, Ian Kelly (About the first “celebrity” chef. I am counting this as “History.”)
And just when I was going for the fiction button, my finger slipped and landed on travel.
At the Tomb of the Inflatable Pig, John Gimlette (somehow 500 pages on travels through Paraguay.)
Fugitives and Refugees, Chuck Palahniuk (a walk through Portland, Oregon.) (Given the author, we will count as fiction.)
So there’s 11-15. Plus, courtesy of my Christmas Barnes & Noble gift card:
Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? Mindy Kaling
Everything Is Going to Be Great, Rachel Shukurt
Letters From Backstage, Michael Kostroff
Whateverland, Alexis Stewart.
Aaand I think due to my bad [?] habit of pre-ordering books and forgetting I think a couple of them just dropped (Kevin Smith, Kambri Crews) and well, I might have to just quit life and sit here and read.
Speaking of Kambri, I’m halfway through the episode of “What’s My Name” featuring her — fascinating — AND Keith and the Girl (who are the reason I call my iPod, “My Friends” because they “live” in there and keep me company) celebrated their SEVENTH year podcasting this week.
That was the first piece of news from the outside world I got when I was done with Basic. “Keith and Chemda have been broken up for a year!” I’m very invested, t-shirt and all. (And currently downloading Keith’s “Happy to Serve You” CD.)
So. Incorrigible consumer of words, page and pod. It might look a little different from going to the mall on a Saturday and spending $2.50 of your allowance on this month’s Baby-sitters Club, but it really is just as good.
*Of course, all hail the library. I use it (the Army has a pretty slick one with clicky books) I just don’t go.) I’m contributing to the decline of civilization, aren’t I.
