Electricrocket…
10:43 has stimulated the economy. You’re welcome. #
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10:43 has stimulated the economy. You’re welcome. #
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Electricrocket…
12:46 is not gonna eat today. Furthermore, is not going to eat tomorrow. Hence, gonna be a supermodel. #
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Daniel Deronda by George Eliot
So, this is more or less Adam Bede. The two of them are like Some Kind of Wonderful and Pretty in Pink. Only no gender switching, and the hero always ends up with Mary Stuart Masterson.
Electricrocket…
15:42 don’t need money, don’t need fame. Furthermore, don’t need no credit card to ride that train. #
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The Zero by Jess Walter
Nick Hornby clued me into Walter’s previous book, Citizen Vince. I don’t remember if he reviewed The Zero, but it is only on Nick Hornby’s recommendation and my previous experience with Citizen Vince that I would pick up a book set in New York on and after 9/11.
I’m just not into exploring that particular day. But 9/11 just serves as a background; The horror of the day is nodded to, but not dwelled upon.
However, that said, I really enjoyed this book. The main character, a policeman-turned-9/11-investigator, has a Memento-like condition where he only remembers snatches of his life. It’s not clear whether he is losing “gaps” in his memory, or if his personality has become split, each side only perceiving sections of the story.
Regardless, we jump right along with the main character (or at least, the sympathetic version of him), with each scene cutting off suddenly and pickup up abruptly in the next one, leaving him routinely appalled by what he’s been doing during the gaps. The story is engaging in the same way that Memento is, in that you struggle enjoyably in trying to understand what’s going on.
2 for 2, I’ll have to keep Jess Walter on my watch list.
Electricrocket…
15:34 has a date in Constantinople; She’ll be waiting in Istanbul. #
19:18 ‘s 2 year old daughter is riding a scooter in high heels. One of those tomboy/girly-girls you hear so much about these days. #
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Electricrocket…
13:15 has been practicing a really ridiculous play in Spanish. #
08:34 doesn’t feel right calling a kickball that’s never been inflated “deflated”. Neverflated? preflated? Can’t Believe It’s Not Flated? #
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Electricrocket…
13:52 knows there’s nothing like a lazy, rainy sunday aftern– WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO THE DOG? THAT’S NOT HOW WE USE A HULA HOOP! OR DUCT TAPE! #
11:13 will be back, after these messages. #
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Electricrocket…
19:51 is brought to you by the letters A, Q and Z, and the number 2. #
12:00 asks the Secret Society that controls the weather to back off the Atlanta thunderstorms a bit this evening so that I may return from Mexico. #
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Electricrocket…
16:10 is about 60% sure it isn’t his fault. #
17:37 is 100% sure it isn’t his fault. #
18:58 can get the job, but can he DO the job? He’s not arguing that with you. #
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