Although Broken Spines is a family blog, I couldn’t resist a post on the Governator’s recent veto message to the California Assembly. All you have to do is read the first letter of each sentence vertically – you get the message.
… a literary Fight Club blog
I just friended Lisbeth Salander on Facebook. Normally, this would not be noteworthy, other than the fact that Lisbeth is the fictional heroine of Stieg Larsson’s detective series The Girl With the Dragon Tatoo and The Girl Who Played With Fire and the forthcoming Girl Who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest. I just finished the second book and can’t wait for the third to come out. I studied at Handelshögskolan in Stockholm where the novels take place. Reading them takes me right back to those dark winter nights on Sveavägen. Maybe that’s why I want to be Lisbeth’s friend, if only on Facebook.
Hurry up and read them, because Hollywood just purchased the rights to the series.
Sarah Silverman is awesome. Through her heretical, irreverent, and biting wit, she actually makes a good point.
Don’t get me wrong. I like the Decemberists as much as the next guy. Well, actually not as much as the guy next to me at their show in Minneapolis on Friday. Clearly he was a big fan; he knew the words to every song…and sang them…loudly. As if this weren’t enough to show his glee, he played the air guitar and air drums and air keyboard throughout the show, constantly bumping into me. To top it off, Colin Meloy employed the time-honored, raised-arms, clap-along-with-me routine. But, this time Meloy teased the audience and varied the beat throwing everyone off. My gleeful neighbor giggled at the ploy. And, as I have stated in this space before, I hate being told to clap. And, if the Decemberists had varied their set at all from when they played Rock the Garden (a much better show btw) here last summer, and if the guy next to me didn’t totally drive me nuts, I would have clapped.
Or, maybe I’m getting too old to go to concerts.
After having just read Devil in the White City, about Chicago hosting the World’s Fair in 1893, it is interesting to see the reactions to losing their bid for the Olympics in 2016 (the modern equivalent of a World’s Fair). Even President Obama and Oprah couldn’t convince the IOC to bring the Olympic to the Midwest. Instead, South America will get its first Olympics in Rio de Janeiro, a city more famous for its crime–guide books say not to carry anything, not even a bag to the beach, and they advise you to carry small bills so that when (not if) you’re mugged, you don’t lose much.
Anyhow, there is no need to prove that Chicago is a worldly city. Chicago proved that 116 years ago when Daniel Burnham delivered the White City to an awestruck world. Plus, they still have the Cubs.
As you ponder my previous post about Samuel Jackson as a Norse raider, now imagine him in Lego form. Our compliments to the CubeDude (via The Coolist).