Wednesday, December 31, 2014

What I'm Reading Now -- Young Men and Fire

A long while back, I heard something the Mann Gulch fire.  I can't even remember what it was -- some news story of bit of a podcast or something.  It was probably inspired by one of the summer wildfires of recent years.

In any case, the news/podcast was was interesting enough that it led me to purchase Young Men and Fire, the Norman MacLean book about the Mann Gulch fire.  That was some time ago now, and it has been sitting on my shelf for a while, unread. 

I have done a bit of recreational reading about the fire.  There's a site with pretty decent images here.

I'll report back on the book once I've finished it.  Hopefully it'll go faster than Franny and Zooey -- so far, so good!

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Franny and Zooey -- Take 2

I finally finished Franny and Zooey, five months on.  (That means I'm reading, on average, at the blistering pace of 40 pages per month.  Whoosh!)

And probably the reason it was such slow going is that I didn't like it at all!  I got through the Franny portion quickly, but holy cow, I just wanted to punch Zooey in the face!  What a snot-nosed, naval-gazing, uselessly intellectual brat!

So, that's how I felt about that.

Monday, December 29, 2014

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Goal #52

Goal #52: enjoy the rest of the year.

Because why not?

Recap of goal #51: done and done.

Friday, December 26, 2014

Random Links -- The Dogs Edition

The incredible dog shrinking machine.

42 reasons dogs are better than cats (really just funny dog videos).

Crowdfunding to the rescue, v. 1.0, Sweden.

Crowdfunding to the rescue v. 2.0, Thailand.

I don't know if this is real or fake.  I sort of don't care.  (But of course it's French.)

Dog gets himself a Christmas present.  (This is an old one, but timely.)

Thursday, December 25, 2014

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Christmas is Coming!

I am the first to admit that my pre-Christmas celebrations have been somewhat less extravagant this year than in previous years.  I've been sick, I've been busy at work, and I'm going out of town for the holiday proper, so I'm mostly just pleased I've been able to get anything done at all!

First, the most atrocious of all transgressions: I've lost my Love Actually DVD.  "How is such a thing possible?!" you might inquire.  I have no idea.  But I have.  I'll get one at an after-Christmas fire sale.  Although honestly, I'm not sure how much that matters, because I also haven't watched my other holiday classic yet,  Little Women.


I did manage to squeeze in a viewing of It's A Wonderful Life (instead of packing), so that helped get me in the mood.  [Aside: for a weirdly interesting legal history of the copyright woes of the Jimmy Stewart classic (which woes are related to another Jimmy Stewart classic), check out the video here.]

T and I went to SLSO's Christmas concert at Powell Symphony Hall on Saturday though, and that was fun as always.  I loved the sing-along portion, as usual.  This year, there were a number of movie additions: a medley from the Tom Hanks Polar Express, the Christmas Eve finale from It's a Wonderful Life (sheesh, that movie is everywhere), "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas" from Meet Me in St. Louis, and T's favorite by far, "Let It Go" from Frozen.  The kids loved that one too.

I've finished all my cookie making, and even made some peppermint fudge as well!

Monday, December 22, 2014

Campbell House Museum

There are endless stories about how terrible Groupon and Living Social are terrible for businesses, especially small ones and ones that don't have a big profit margin they can cut.  There's some consumer responsibility required in using these coupons properly, but I won't get on that soap box right now.

What I will say is that where I think these sites are worth their weight in gold is in discovering new things which might be right in your backyard but somehow escaped your notice.

My most recent such discovery was the Campbell House Museum.  It's a delightful little (okay, 10,000 square foot) single family home planted right in the middle of the city. 

I like things like this.  Remember how, earlier this year, I went to the Pabst Mansion in Milwaukee?  And to Barrington Hall in Atlanta?  In related news, the Busch family estate opened temporarily for tours this summer, but you didn't get to see the inside of the house, just the grounds.  I didn't go, because I'm holding out to see the house too.

Anyway, back to the Campbells.  The family bought the house in 1854, and the last of the children died in the house in 1938.  During the intervening years, the city grew up around them, but they held fast in their refuge of Victorianism.  Hugh Campbell was the son primarily responsible for the maintenance of the home and preservation of its contents after Robert and Virginia died.  He also cared for his "peculiar" (probably schizophrenic) brother Hazlett until Hugh's death in 1930.  Hazlett was then tended to by a servant around the clock and received medical care paid for out of the Campbell estate.

Around 90% of the contents of the home are original to the Campbell family, and the stories behind some of the pieces are fascinating.  So fascinating, in fact, that I went to the museum twice in two weeks!  The first time, I went with T.  We were the only two on our tour, which took about an hour and a half.  Our tour guide gave us all sorts of interesting tidbits of information.  The following weekend, I went back with G&G.  We had a different tour guide, but another long and fact-filled tour.  Different tour guide, different information, but just as interesting.

I'm just sad that I didn't know about CHM sooner -- I missed the opportunity to drink out of President Grant's cup!  Maybe next summer.

And, as I have told many of you already, I am now a member and will be dragging you all there when you come visit.  So come visit!

Sunday, December 21, 2014

Goal #51

Goal #51: buy the last of the Christmas gifts.

What?  It's not too late for that, is it?

Recap of goal #50: Christmas cards are not finished, so some of your cards might be late. Oops!  I did get a large number written over the weekend, just not all of them.

Saturday, December 20, 2014

Clifford the Sad Red Dog

If I told you that Norman Bridwell died, you might have no idea who I'm talking about.  But if I said that Clifford the Big Red Dog lost his owner, you'd probably know.

I don't know why I liked the Clifford books so much as a kid, except possibly that I was a dog person even when I was six.  It makes me a little bit sad to know that the last of the Clifford books have been written.