I toiled late into yesternight to do some housekeeping here. There are now two additional categories: The Desolation Angels, and blog rogov. I changed the html in the posts all the way back to October 2003 so that they (mostly) worked with the current template and CSS. I know that much of the great Desolation Angels stuff was in the comments, and I am working on getting those added back in from the Sensus Plenior system. I can’t give a timeline on that, but I hope it happens before summer begins.

Also, at the bottom of the page is a new page navigation system. I’d never realized before last night that I’d inadvertantly set the maximum number of posts per page to nineteen and had never provided a way to look at more posts from a category or month than that.

Carry on.

All you people (Emeth, The Dane, Rick, Moriah, who else?) hooked on LibraryThing.com amaze me. Sounds really neat and horribly fascinating, and all, but how in the world do you have time to catalogue all the books you own? We can hardly find places to set them (Nathanael has been in the back yard right all afternoon buildinig bookshelves) let alone go through each one and copy out all the identifying information.

I scored Igmar Bergman.

(Ingmar Bergman -Your film will be 59% romantic, 27% comedy, 38% complex plot, and a $ 40 million budget. Your life will be portrayed on film as an intense psychological drama, likely with some actresses screaming at the camera (Persona), or maybe a pleasant chess game between the Grim Reaper and a Crusader (The Seventh Seal). This Swedish director’s films are intensely scrutinzed and studied in colleges all over the world to this day. This means that most Americans still don’t understand his films! Still alive, he released in the U.S. in 2005 his first film in 23 years (Saraband), and he can still take on one more project to make your film biography. If curious, start with his films Wild Strawberries and Smiles of a Summer Night. )

The Director Who Films Your Life Quiz

Dostoevsky

against the wall, the firing squad ready.
then he got a reprieve.
suppose they had shot Dostoevsky?
before he wrote all that?
I suppose it wouldn’t have
mattered
not directly.
there are billions of people who have
never read him and never
will.
but as a young man I know that he
got me through the factories,
past the whores,
lifted me high through the night
and put me down
in a better
place.
even while in the bar
drinking with the other
derelicts,
I was glad they gave Dostoevsky a
reprieve,
it gave me one,
allowed me to look directly at those
rancid faces
in my world,
death pointing its finger,
I held fast,
an immaculate drunk
sharing the stinking dark with
my
brothers.

-Charles Bukowski

The wind here was absolutely rampant lastnight. Was lovely to stare at the flashing shadows on the ceiling and listen to the wine bottle wind chimes outside the French doors in our bedroom. The baby seemed mesmerised by the night also and was more content awake than asleep. The wind is still going and tornado warnings for most of today. The sound of wind in the trees always makes me think of Minneapolis. I know another woman from our church who lived in the Twin Cities briefly and also feels the same.

Finished watching the special features in A Very Long Engagement last night. Stunning. If you loved Amelie you’ll love this film. Many of the same actors (Audrey Tautou, others), same director, ambeience, etc., but in the 1920s. Jean-Pierre Jeunet knows something about retaining a sense of wonder.

Our baby is seven weeks old today.