Another fragmentary update
Apr. 26th, 2005 10:12 pmMy mom is coming to visit me for my birthday. She's taking a red eye in wednesday night/thursday morning and will be here through Sunday. I hope we both survive intact. Hell, I hope Washington DC survives intact.
The seders I attended were interesting. Both were characterized by a husband and a wife who were snipping at each other. I hope I am never in a relationship where husband and wife snip at each other, and if I am, that I get out of it.
On the other hand, another year, another year of lack of experience in a relationship. I'm allowed my annual birthday-time complaint about this fact.
At one of the seders, I met the very smart daughter of a long-term friend of my father's and we discussed literature for most of it, which was quite nice. She insisted I should read Saul Bellow, so I went to the Arlington Central Library today intending to feed this need of mine for fiction that keeps me sane. And although the Arlington Library system has 31 entries for Saul Bellow, *all* of the novels, some 28, were all checked out from Central. Even given Bellow's death, that's quite a compliment to his work. Now I want to read Bellow more than ever.
The seders I attended were interesting. Both were characterized by a husband and a wife who were snipping at each other. I hope I am never in a relationship where husband and wife snip at each other, and if I am, that I get out of it.
On the other hand, another year, another year of lack of experience in a relationship. I'm allowed my annual birthday-time complaint about this fact.
At one of the seders, I met the very smart daughter of a long-term friend of my father's and we discussed literature for most of it, which was quite nice. She insisted I should read Saul Bellow, so I went to the Arlington Central Library today intending to feed this need of mine for fiction that keeps me sane. And although the Arlington Library system has 31 entries for Saul Bellow, *all* of the novels, some 28, were all checked out from Central. Even given Bellow's death, that's quite a compliment to his work. Now I want to read Bellow more than ever.