anniegee76: me, windblown, in front of the Cliffs of Moehr (Default)
2013-09-25 10:27 am

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Hi.  So I don't know if you've noticed, but I'm not really posting much here these days.  I still use it as a reading list but I've moved most of my output (not that there ever was very much to begin with) over to tumblr.  Same handle.  Feel free to find/follow me there. 
anniegee76: Telly Monster from Sesame Street (Telly)
2011-11-25 01:24 pm
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Meme

From all over: Your job is now your Time Lord name. The last digit of your phone number is the current regeneration you are in. The nearest clothing item to your right is now the most notable item in your current wardrobe. The last person you texted is your current companion. Your favorite word is now your catchphrase.

Hmmm.  Dropping half of my job title to anonymize, I'm The Negotiator.  I'm in my 6th regeneration, so I think that means I get a cool scarf? (I was never that into old Who).  Nearest clothing item is a NYY baseball cap.  Last person texted is my brother, so at least I'll eat well in the TARDIS; he's a great cook.  I guess my catchphrase would be "Awesome", which is pretty good, because it can convey a whole range, used either enthusiastically or sarcastically. 
anniegee76: Vermeer's Woman in Blue, reading (Reading)
2011-11-16 11:27 am
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A selection of books read recently, Mid-November

Every time I come to DW I re-read that Wilfred Owen poem and it pulls my mood down, so I'm posting brief reviews of the books I read most recently to move things slightly down the page.

Snuff, Terry Pratchett: Glad to see we're still getting new Pratchetts, and it was about Vimes, snarky lawabiding bastard of my heart! But I felt like it fell short. The subtext about the Goblins was a little too textual, especially the literal epiphany that the young copper had in the carriage with Vimes about how they were people (and Vimes telling him that that was "redemption"). I prefer those moments of truth when they sidle in around the corners, rather than announce themselves from center stage. And Vimes is too hyper successful now; it's like he's a superhero who has leveled up so much he doesn't really have anybody who can threaten him anymore: last book it was the Middle East Crisis; here he solves human trafficking problems through sheer Vimesishness. I feel like Pratchett had similar problems with Granny W., and ended up moving on to Tiffany in part because of it, but I'm not sure where he can go with Vimes and the Watch now.

Slammerkin, by Emma Donoghue: This one was for book club, and while I didn't pick it I enthusiastically seconded it when it was selected. For some reason I thought it was about lesbian prostitutes in Victorian London, which...I guess 1 out of 3 ain't bad? I think I might have been confusing it with Fingersmith or another book; the prostitutes were definitely there, but it was set it Regency England, and no notable lesbians. Also unrelentingly grim, and sort of a depressing read; I had to force myself to finish. Which is a good thing, because book club is tonight.
anniegee76: me, windblown, in front of the Cliffs of Moehr (Default)
2011-11-11 10:38 am

11-11-11: Lest we forget.

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.

Gas! Gas! Quick, boys!—An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime...
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,—
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.

--Wilfred Owen
anniegee76: Vermeer's Woman in Blue, reading (Reading)
2011-03-08 11:41 am

Lenten Observances

Well, it's a little strange to start a journal and run away, but I have been mostly using this journal as a reading list. At any rate, as we approach the season of Lent, I'm realizing I need to make some changes in my life, so I'm giving up wasting time on the internet for Lent. DW being one of my biggest time-wasters, I will not be posting or reading for the next forty days. See you on the flip side.

(I will get the cross-posting thing to my LJ figured out eventually, if anyone cares. But since I'm also giving up LJ for Lent, it won't be in the next forty days.)
anniegee76: me, windblown, in front of the Cliffs of Moehr (Default)
2011-02-28 02:59 pm

That pronounciation meme

What American accent do you have?
Created by Xavier on Memegen.net

Neutral. Not Northern, Southern, or Western, just American. Your national American identity is more important to you than your local identity, because you don't really have a local identity to begin with.

Take this quiz now - it's easy!
We're going to start with "cot" and "caught." When you say those words do they sound the same or different?





This is interesting to me, as I am frequently told that I have "no accent." I grew up in NYC and my mom is from the South; I think the two sort of cancelled each other out. There are some things I say that are pretty clearly NYC accented (orange, horrible) or idiomatic (I wait on line rather than in line), but otherwise...yeah, I guess this is accurate enough.
anniegee76: me, windblown, in front of the Cliffs of Moehr (Default)
2011-02-26 09:25 pm

Who am I?

Jean Valjean!

No...wait...let me come in again.

Anyway, I'm anniegee over at livejournal. Not sure how much I'll use this journal for, but figured I might as well test the waters.