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Archive for May, 2008

The Definition of Irony

On Wednesday, we went to Salem, Massachusetts, for my birthday.  I have been living on the east coast for over 12 years, and I haven’t made the pilgrimage to many of the famous American literature shrines yet, so this was my chance to start.  I teach The Scarlet Letter every fall in my American lit [...]

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I’m a … Sprinter?!

The Tuesday Night World Championships was tonight (because, you know, it’s Tuesday). Last week we raced in a freezing cold rain–I actually wore the same combination of base layer, knee warmers, and heavy gloves that I wore in the early spring races in March and April. This week we had some ominous thunderstorms [...]

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Lazy Me(me)

I have three books to write about, and I will, but I have been having trouble motivating myself to write.  I have some things to say about The Mosquito Coast, Heart-Shaped Box, and The Big Sleep, and some of those things might even be mildly interesting.  But alas, I lack motivation.  So, to fill in [...]

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I am not the cheeriest person around.  I take a sort of perverse joy in the unseemly, and I find many darkly hilarious things in Naturalist writers like Frank Norris.  I feel deeply uncomfortable when faced with the bright, the bouncy, the perky, and the peppy.  My favorite Christmas decoration is a huge spray-painted sign [...]

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At Least I Finished

The Sterling Road Race was today, about two and a half hours away in Sterling, Massachusetts.   Although I had to get up at 4 to get up in time for my race, it was not a bad trip at all.  Making things even better was the great, efficient organization of the race.  They have been [...]

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I’m Back

The first of the Tuesday Night World Championships was tonight, and I found myself getting nervous and uptight all day long as I thought about it. This is really a stupid thing to get nervous about, since the Worlds are training races, and don’t count for upgrade points or anything. Nevertheless, I look [...]

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I Love Umberto Eco

Last night Dorothy and I went to Manhattan to see the Return of the Three Musketeers at the 92nd Street Y.  this was a reunion of Salman Rushdie, Umberto Eco, and Mario Vargas Llosa, who had appeared together at another literary gathering a few years ago and took to calling themselves the Three Musketeers, at [...]

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