excerpt: “The unsafe decision causes you to think and respond in way you hadn’t thought of… Start taking bad decisions and it will take you to a place where others only dream of being”
“There is only one person who can determine the shape of your life. You. Who are you going to be?”
Had to make a meal out of things in the fridge—came up with smoked turkey, red & yellow peppers, green onions, and melted feta cheese on a toasted baguette. Side of spiced potato wedges. Washed it all down with fresh ice tea & lemon.
picked up a couple eclairs and enjoyed them this afternoon over a cup of coffee and conversation.
(photo from www.duanekeiser.com/ Pages/eclair.html)
I starting crocheting as a way to keep my hands busy and help curb the desire to smoke; last night I finished a blanket for my friend.
One of my favorite cocktails: Vodka, Kahlua, and cream (preferable) but usually just add milk. A great dessert is to make a White Russian milkshake. Yum.
that was a fun listen. Good narrator voice, good paced writing, good story. Thrills and mystery and some parts that made me gasp out loud.
From imdb trivia: “This was one of the first major productions filmed in Paramount’s then new Astoria Long Island studios. Opened in 1919 the studios underwent a major soundproofing renovation when talkies arrived in 1929.”
I really like how the older movies (this one made in 1920) rely on facial expressions and body-language (instead of dialogue) for great storytelling.
This is my kind of horror story—rather more a suspense thriller than a grotesque bloodbath. The story is one we are all familiar with, but it was fascinating to watch it acted out in that original manner.
It’s also bizarre to think at the technological progress. In 1920 you couldn’t make a movie with actor voices but just (nearly) 100 years after the movie was made, here I was watching it from the comfort of bed after simply downloading it from the library onto my laptop. Now that’s spooky.
This was an audiobook, narrated by Dick Hill. I love this guy’s voice—I’ve listened to three books he’s recorded (so far). Decent enough story, set in Seattle, so it was entertaining to hear about my old stomping grounds. Funny part was Mr. Dick trying to pronounce Wenatchee.
Tonight I received some personal news that although not devastating, it did make my lower lip pop in and out AND it made me call my mother. I was feeling sorry for myself, and decided to sit down and watch this video that I had downloaded from the library. Less than one minute later I became painfully aware of the minuteness of my woes, and another minute later I felt uplifted by this amazing story.
This is the story of a small town class project focused towards teaching tolerance. The kids were learning about the holocaust victims but couldn’t grasp the enormity of six million people. In doing some research, they discovered that during WWII many people in Norway wore paper clips on their lapels as a symbolic protest against the Nazis.
The kids decide to collect six million paperclips to represent those killed in the holocaust. And so begins the Paper Clips Project. They receive letters and paperclips from famous actors, politicians, German school kids, and families of survivors. They get to meet survivors and hear their stories.
There is more to the story, but I don’t want to “spoil” it for you. Its a powerful documentary, one that I think is a must see.
for dessert I heated sliced Mac apples in a skillet with a wee bit of butter, brown sugar and cinnamon. Once they were softened I served them with vanilla ice cream.
for my dinner party last night the starter I served was raw spinach with almonds, apples, bacon (mushrooms for the vegetarians in the group) with a dressing made from olive oil, white balsamic vinegar, touch of mustard, pepper.
I served this for the main course last night. I mixed up the pasta with fresh chopped garlic, sundried tomatoes, pepper, olive oil and parmesan and tarragon. I ate mine with chicken and the others added prawns.
This is #70 on my 100 Classics list I’m consuming. (Not that I’ve read 69 books already, I’m not reading the list in order.) I started this book this morning and I swear to gawed I’ve already read this, but cannot tell you how the story ends. Its giving me a weird deja-vu kind of feeling. Good thing its a short book.
March is the last month of my audible trial subscription that ET gave me for xmas. I wanted the biggest and best book I could find, and couldn’t decide between Capote’s In Cold Blood, which was read by Scott Brick (same guy who read Hour Game); or Brother Fish. Something about the Capote book made me think I might have read it before (turns out it was on my wish-list), so I g00gled reviews about Fish. Everyone kept yammering on about how it was such a great book… then I got to one reviewer who said that they usually liked the author’s books, but had to put this one down because they couldn’t get through all the cursing and the sex.
S O L D !!
this was a 30+ hour audiobook that kept me interested throughout. The narrator was fabulous, giving each character their own voice (I’d definitely check out other books he’s recorded). The three main characters have their own individual stories that intersect with each other in a well-told tale. I found myself emotionally involved and thinking about aspects of each one even when I wasn’t listening to it.
it was kind of surreal reading about a culture that I used to be part of; not to mention the first part of the book where the main character was in my former neighborhood. The book is a decade old, but still a pretty accurate depiction.
yeah. Not really. It, however, was exactly what I expected it to be and how often can you say that about something? I enjoyed the first Princess Diaries (shuddup) and was looking forward to the sequel. Strangely, although the main character was now 21 instead of 16, this was more child-like than the first. Won’t say I won’t watch it again; since I bought it (for £5) it’ll probably be played some day when I’m home sick with the flu.
This was the perfect movie for Valentines Day.
I make my own sauce using lots of green bell peppers, celery, onion, garli, oregano, pepper and basil. I cook the meat with all the spices and then add in all the tomatoes. I can eat this every week.
I used to get the best Fuji apples at Pike Place Market in Seattle (US). Now that I’m living in Scotland, I can’t get them :-(
This was an audio-book; good narrators, nice pacing, very entertaining.
Just finished watching Notorious. I lurvs me some Cary Grant. This is the 2nd movie I own that he stars in with Ingrid Berman (Indiscreet being the other) and I really like their chemistry in this one.
from page 238
“The tears we shed in our sleep are the only genuine tears we shed in our lives. The waking tears are self-pity.”
for anybody who has “owned” a dog—this is a happy and heart wrenching read. Marley reminded me so much of our passed dogs (Sadie and Braxton) that I both laughed and sobbed as I scrolled through the pages (pdf version on my laptop). For those who have never had a dog in their life, this book goes a long way towards explaining the, um, inexplicable attachment people get for their dogs.
I’ve read plenty of Nora Roberts, so the basic story was like an old friend. This was an audiobook read by a woman whereas most of the audiobooks I’ve been listening to have been narrated by men, so that took a little getting used to. Still, it was an enjoyable listen.
page 577
“Life is to be lived, not controlled; and humanity is won by continuing to play in the face of certain defeat. Our fate is to beome one, and yet many—This is not prophecy, but description.”
its a good suspense/thriller; and, of course, its read by my favorite narrator (Dick Hill).
Exciting read. A man hires “Death Angels” that will, in the event that he reaches a point of pre-determined physical or mental impairment, kill him. But when he crosses that threshold before he’s ready to die, he ends up in a fight for his life and a race to finish what was left undone before the death angels complete their contract.
its a unique French thriller that I rather enjoyed.
