<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:46:32.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Erik's Book-A-Day Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>I have pledged to read a book a day for at least the month of December.  This blog will share my profound experiences in so doing.  Enlightenment will ensue for all.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-3000378322774740624</id><published>2010-01-05T20:50:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:45:55.137-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Month in Books (December 2009)</title><content type='html'>I'm sure you as my massive reading audience greatly enjoyed my month in books (not that I'm suggesting that you, dear reader, are personally massive).  This will be my last post until my next Book-a-Day month, at a yet to be determined point in the future.  Here are my December awards:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Book of the Month Award - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arabian Nights and Days&lt;/span&gt;, by Naguib Mahfouz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Honorable Mentions - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Homage to Catalonia&lt;/span&gt;, by George Orwell; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Atom Station&lt;/span&gt;, by Halldor Laxness; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Spy Who Came in from the Cold&lt;/span&gt;, by John le Carré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Worst Book Award - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Museum of Dr. Moses: Tales of Mystery and Suspense&lt;/span&gt;, by Joyce Carol Oates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dishonorable Mention - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Into the Wild&lt;/span&gt;, by Jon Krakauer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are some of the things I learned over the month of December:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you choose to read a book a day, pick a month other than December to do it, even though you'll be out of school.  The holidays really screw with the reading time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avoid trying to read a short story collection in a single day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write in your blog immediately after finishing each book, or you'll keep putting it off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blogging is actually a pretty good way to deal with writer's block.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tiger loves him the ladies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm pretty much invincible at fantasy football.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It really isn't the thought that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Idaho is a bottomless well of endless amusement.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reese loves you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/S0QHQcP72sI/AAAAAAAAAMs/j0KehMqEUJc/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/S0QHQcP72sI/AAAAAAAAAMs/j0KehMqEUJc/s320/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423467830303251138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-3000378322774740624?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3000378322774740624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/month-in-books-december-2009.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/3000378322774740624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/3000378322774740624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/month-in-books-december-2009.html' title='A Month in Books (December 2009)'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/S0QHQcP72sI/AAAAAAAAAMs/j0KehMqEUJc/s72-c/reese-witherspoon2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-6212807019203278198</id><published>2010-01-05T20:37:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:49:52.307-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Homage to Catalonia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/S0LaA4u4CQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pS4jOAbRo6g/s1600-h/homage-to-catalonia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 79px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/S0LaA4u4CQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pS4jOAbRo6g/s200/homage-to-catalonia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423136610071349506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 31, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Homage to Catalonia&lt;/span&gt;, by George Orwell&lt;br /&gt;Grade: A&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1938&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Civility&lt;br /&gt;8-word review: It's preferable not to be shot at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Orwell goes to Spain in 1936 to report on its civil war.  He ends up joining a militia, the Workers' Party of Marxist Unity (POUM), and becoming an active fighter in the struggle against Franco.  Despite joining a group with communist sympathies, Orwell finds much to criticize in the practical application of communism as a political philosophy, although he finds POUM's anti-Stalinist stance more palatable than some of the other Marxist groups active in the Spanish Civil War.  He ends up leaving for England after surviving being shot in the neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/S0P5p2_LjSI/AAAAAAAAAMc/NYWw-oZxIGY/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/S0P5p2_LjSI/AAAAAAAAAMc/NYWw-oZxIGY/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423452873814674722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spain spent decades under fascism before becoming the relatively liberal democracy it is today.  Learn from this, Idaho!  Shrug of the propagandists of the right and aim for the light of freedom!  What have you gained from blindly following a single party?  I mean really, you're basically a third-world state!  Imagine that the potatoes were all gone.  Just suppose we had a Great Idaho Potato Famine.  Then where would you be?  Lentils can only carry you so far.  I guess there's always the white supremacist tourist trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is your future, Idaho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/S0P5ddDCHDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kuEmnuc0EiY/s1600-h/irishpotatofamine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/S0P5ddDCHDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kuEmnuc0EiY/s320/irishpotatofamine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423452660693081138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-6212807019203278198?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6212807019203278198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/homage-to-catalonia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/6212807019203278198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/6212807019203278198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/homage-to-catalonia.html' title='Homage to Catalonia'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/S0LaA4u4CQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pS4jOAbRo6g/s72-c/homage-to-catalonia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-8161999131181725483</id><published>2010-01-04T23:08:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:17:07.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Theory of the Leisure Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz74Wql_D5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/aLLyQJ8zrdY/s1600-h/leisure-class.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 79px; height: 122px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz74Wql_D5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/aLLyQJ8zrdY/s200/leisure-class.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422044069675077522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 30, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Theory of the Leisure Class&lt;/span&gt;, by Thorstein Veblen&lt;br /&gt;Grade: A-&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1899&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Conspicuous&lt;br /&gt;7-word review: It's all pecuniary conspicuity, you materialistic bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/S0LVXVa9QfI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2X1DqjqHGlM/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/S0LVXVa9QfI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2X1DqjqHGlM/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423131498171417074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an interesting, sometimes funny, frequently profound, take on our consumer culture.  There's a certain desire to achieve material success just to show others that we have achieved material success.   Furthermore, our motivation comes from seeing the success of others.  These factors lead to what Veblen calls "conspicuous consumption."  We like other people to notice our stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are those who try to try to wow you with their stuff when their stuff isn't all that impressive.  Veblen refers to these people as "Boise State fans."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/S0LY_L25cDI/AAAAAAAAAME/liHvWh7PiJI/s1600-h/oregon-boise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/S0LY_L25cDI/AAAAAAAAAME/liHvWh7PiJI/s320/oregon-boise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423135481333903410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a little love tap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-8161999131181725483?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8161999131181725483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/theory-of-leisure-class.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/8161999131181725483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/8161999131181725483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/theory-of-leisure-class.html' title='The Theory of the Leisure Class'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz74Wql_D5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/aLLyQJ8zrdY/s72-c/leisure-class.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-5240353535173851700</id><published>2009-12-31T23:58:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T01:32:07.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>His Excellency: George Washington</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7wZX4_eUI/AAAAAAAAALk/aN_K3NFizAY/s1600-h/his-excellency.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 79px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7wZX4_eUI/AAAAAAAAALk/aN_K3NFizAY/s200/his-excellency.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422035320101108034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 29, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;His Excellency: George Washington&lt;/span&gt;, by Joseph J. Ellis&lt;br /&gt;Grade: B-&lt;br /&gt;First published: 2004&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Undeification&lt;br /&gt;7-word review: Washington actually had some character to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Washington has always been a mystery to me.  Despite knowing many facts about his life, I'd always felt like I knew nothing about him personally.  Frankly, I thought he was quite boring.  Ellis does a decent job of shedding some light on Washington's character.  I enjoyed this biography much more than Ellis's over-hyped &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Founding Brothers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washington quite literally commanded respect.  If a person judged his character in a way that differed in the slightest from his image of himself, that person was cut off.  He was constantly accusing people with which he did business of cheating him, fairly or not.  He was a shameless self-promoter, and he capitalized monetarily from his name.  He was one of the few prominent founding fathers to die wealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz72UWdJLII/AAAAAAAAALs/KL0WZRM6Uc4/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz72UWdJLII/AAAAAAAAALs/KL0WZRM6Uc4/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422041830886288514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all this, he deserves the credit he receives, for holding the fragile early republic together.  He was greatly admired by his peers and recognized for his charisma and strength.  He was the easy choice to lead the Continental Army, and he was the first Electoral College's unanimous choice to be President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Washington had known about the eventual creation of Idaho, would he have called the Revolution off?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-5240353535173851700?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5240353535173851700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/his-excellency-george-washington.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/5240353535173851700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/5240353535173851700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/his-excellency-george-washington.html' title='His Excellency: George Washington'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7wZX4_eUI/AAAAAAAAALk/aN_K3NFizAY/s72-c/his-excellency.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-4051956020888216085</id><published>2009-12-31T23:52:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T01:01:16.705-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moveable Feast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7q-pJXHoI/AAAAAAAAALE/UAziNJAgtBo/s1600-h/a-moveable-feast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 76px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7q-pJXHoI/AAAAAAAAALE/UAziNJAgtBo/s200/a-moveable-feast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422029363318562434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 28, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Moveable Feast&lt;/span&gt;, by Ernest Hemingway&lt;br /&gt;Grade: B-&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1964&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7vJNE8f5I/AAAAAAAAALc/QZ4x2qouKy0/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7vJNE8f5I/AAAAAAAAALc/QZ4x2qouKy0/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422033942808919954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Gossipy&lt;br /&gt;8-word review: Hemingway dishes on some famous people, including himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hemingway's experiences in Paris as a young man had an enormous influence on his writing.  Here, in a book published posthumously, he writes about that time, the city, the booze, the culture 0f expats, the famous writers he knew (Stein, Joyce, Fitzgerald, Pound), his first wife, etc.  It gets a little too detailed and voyeuristic at times, but it's still an interesting read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hemingway committed suicide in Idaho.  What does this tell us about Idaho?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7u4N9RYeI/AAAAAAAAALM/zX3ApKZwbYk/s1600-h/hemingway-idaho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 388px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7u4N9RYeI/AAAAAAAAALM/zX3ApKZwbYk/s320/hemingway-idaho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422033650987393506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-4051956020888216085?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4051956020888216085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/moveable-feast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/4051956020888216085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/4051956020888216085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/moveable-feast.html' title='A Moveable Feast'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7q-pJXHoI/AAAAAAAAALE/UAziNJAgtBo/s72-c/a-moveable-feast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-2467969315029487363</id><published>2009-12-31T23:42:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T01:03:32.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Tell It on the Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7mQ5Zt6RI/AAAAAAAAAK0/EikzrDiCBG4/s1600-h/go-tell-it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 74px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7mQ5Zt6RI/AAAAAAAAAK0/EikzrDiCBG4/s200/go-tell-it.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422024179361638674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 27, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Go Tell It on the Mountain&lt;/span&gt;, by James Baldwin&lt;br /&gt;Grade: B+&lt;br /&gt;First Published: 1952&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Motility&lt;br /&gt;7-word review: Man changes little in space and time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With energy and passion, Baldwin tells the story of an African-American family's struggles through poverty and segregation, in the South and the North.  His writing informs all the senses, and not always pleasantly.  His honesty is frequently discomforting, but necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7qXNWw_4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/92qBDBFmF2o/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 3px; height: 2px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7qXNWw_4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/92qBDBFmF2o/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422028685843693442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idaho has a Black History Museum (really!), despite the fact that no black person has ever set foot in the state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibhm.org"&gt;http://www.ibhm.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-2467969315029487363?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2467969315029487363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/go-tell-it-on-mountain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/2467969315029487363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/2467969315029487363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/go-tell-it-on-mountain.html' title='Go Tell It on the Mountain'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7mQ5Zt6RI/AAAAAAAAAK0/EikzrDiCBG4/s72-c/go-tell-it.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-4165329069462788662</id><published>2009-12-31T23:33:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:20:18.512-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7f7OAKqkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/YBxhK8fGeAo/s1600-h/the-hive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 122px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7f7OAKqkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/YBxhK8fGeAo/s200/the-hive.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422017209864727106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 26, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hive&lt;/span&gt;, by Camilo José Cela&lt;br /&gt;Grade: B+&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1953&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Groupthink&lt;br /&gt;6-word review: Normal folks aren't all that normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Franco's Spain has produced an excess of selfish, judgmental people among the lower middle-class.  Cela tells their story as a series of interlocking vignettes.  He revisits each of his numerous characters as needed throughout the novel, adding bit by bit to their collective story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7lhcnrWHI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BI88PmcfugA/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7lhcnrWHI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BI88PmcfugA/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422023364181710962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francisco Franco was a Spanish dictator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7jhiw1-rI/AAAAAAAAAKk/KS4iEH6Pr74/s1600-h/Francisco-Franco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7jhiw1-rI/AAAAAAAAAKk/KS4iEH6Pr74/s320/Francisco-Franco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422021166807513778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ran his nation much as Idaho is run today.  Spain was a single-party state, and its people were largely mindless automatons following whatever propaganda came their way.  I shudder to think what Franco would have accomplished with Fox News.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-4165329069462788662?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4165329069462788662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/hive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/4165329069462788662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/4165329069462788662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/hive.html' title='The Hive'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sz7f7OAKqkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/YBxhK8fGeAo/s72-c/the-hive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-2059877695967698013</id><published>2009-12-30T23:26:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:16:24.868-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lawless Roads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxJrKxXFpI/AAAAAAAAAKE/GLc8hTxipqk/s1600-h/the-lawless-roads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 79px; height: 122px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxJrKxXFpI/AAAAAAAAAKE/GLc8hTxipqk/s200/the-lawless-roads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421289057421825682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 25, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lawless Roads&lt;/span&gt;, by Graham Greene&lt;br /&gt;Grade: B+&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1939&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Faithless&lt;br /&gt;8-word review: In Mexico, they execute for treason, not religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said before, my favorite novel is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Power and the Glory&lt;/span&gt;, by Graham Greene.  It is set in a Mexico that has essentially outlawed the practice of religion (i.e., Catholicism), and priests have been executed, imprisoned, or forced to marry.  This book documents the journey that Greene took through the southern Mexican states of Chiapas and Tabasco, during the time of the clerical purges.  This trip gave him the material to later write his great novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxOnym0BgI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1u3eObERBvE/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxOnym0BgI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1u3eObERBvE/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421294496953665026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it doesn't compare to his best novels, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lawless Roads&lt;/span&gt; is still a wonderful read.  Greene is frequently a grouchy traveler, and he doesn't always appreciate the culture or scenery of southern Mexico.  I found this refreshingly honest, at least compared to most travel books.  He speaks of the barbarism of the state, which executes outspoken priests following trumped-up charges of treason.  Much the same is happening now in Idaho, whose state motto is "Catholic-Free and Proud.".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-2059877695967698013?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2059877695967698013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/lawless-roads.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/2059877695967698013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/2059877695967698013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/lawless-roads.html' title='The Lawless Roads'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxJrKxXFpI/AAAAAAAAAKE/GLc8hTxipqk/s72-c/the-lawless-roads.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-7176407513912653834</id><published>2009-12-30T23:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:44:38.119-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Carol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw6nYHkDrI/AAAAAAAAAJk/MzdcVrz6Faw/s1600-h/a-christmas-carol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 76px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw6nYHkDrI/AAAAAAAAAJk/MzdcVrz6Faw/s200/a-christmas-carol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421272499610717874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 24, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Christmas Carol&lt;/span&gt;, by Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;Grade: C&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1843&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Bah!&lt;br /&gt;5-word review: "I think I'd rather not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked Scrooge better &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; the ghosts visited him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idaho-ho-ho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw75Wj5wMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5xvipVw8qXs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw75Wj5wMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5xvipVw8qXs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421273907941982402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw75Wj5wMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5xvipVw8qXs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw75Wj5wMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5xvipVw8qXs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421273907941982402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw75Wj5wMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5xvipVw8qXs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw75Wj5wMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5xvipVw8qXs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421273907941982402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-7176407513912653834?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7176407513912653834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-carol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/7176407513912653834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/7176407513912653834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-carol.html' title='A Christmas Carol'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw6nYHkDrI/AAAAAAAAAJk/MzdcVrz6Faw/s72-c/a-christmas-carol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-648328701102156138</id><published>2009-12-30T23:16:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:36:49.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Elk Speaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw4y7xSNBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/jpcMafcBMaQ/s1600-h/black-elk-speaks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 81px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw4y7xSNBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/jpcMafcBMaQ/s200/black-elk-speaks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421270499136254994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 23, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Black Elk Speaks&lt;/span&gt;, as told to John G. Neihardt&lt;br /&gt;Grade: B&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1932&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Smoke&lt;br /&gt;6-word review: Traditions change, by force if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We become eyewitnesses to the subjugation of a culture, yet Black Elk speaks plainly.  This is the way it is.  Our traditions are strong, and we fight for them, but we've had to adapt.  We hope to preserve our culture, yet we realize the uphill climb that we face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a narrative told mostly in the voice of Black Elk, a Lakota holy man who is there for Little Bighorn and Wounded Knee, performs with Buffalo Bill, and dies in 1950.  Neihardt admits to making slight changes to Black Elk's words, in order to make the narrative clearer, but he still manages to make the story feel authentic.  It is heartbreaking and spiritual, in equal portions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Native Americans had to suffer to make room for white Idahoans.  Are the potatoes really worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxFmtahmnI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CcaYAYbZVcM/s1600-h/idaho-potatoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxFmtahmnI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CcaYAYbZVcM/s320/idaho-potatoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284582775429746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284858080846914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284858080846914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284858080846914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284858080846914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284858080846914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284858080846914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284858080846914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284858080846914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284858080846914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284858080846914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284858080846914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284858080846914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzxF2vAc5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1fItu-3M4Uw/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284858080846914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-648328701102156138?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/648328701102156138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/black-elk-speaks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/648328701102156138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/648328701102156138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/black-elk-speaks.html' title='Black Elk Speaks'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw4y7xSNBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/jpcMafcBMaQ/s72-c/black-elk-speaks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-374830343727551865</id><published>2009-12-30T22:49:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:36:07.062-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Man Is Hard to Find</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szwt1e7JthI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hyte1q3iies/s1600-h/a-good-man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 79px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szwt1e7JthI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hyte1q3iies/s200/a-good-man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421258448304715282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 22, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Good Man Is Hard to Find and Other Stories&lt;/span&gt;, by Flannery O'Connor&lt;br /&gt;Grade: A-&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1955&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Salvation&lt;br /&gt;7-word review: The rural South is a happy place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many writers, even great ones, can write a good short story.  There's something about condensing an idea to its very essence that a novelist can't handle.  Flannery O'Connor was a great short story writer.  Like a poet, she could communicate a complete idea in the fewest words required.  Her characters are briefly described but fully fleshed out, and the reader becomes engulfed in each story's environment.  The rural South is a scary place in her stories, yet there is always some sense of hope for salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw3hHTArSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ImzJX27bBvM/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw3hHTArSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ImzJX27bBvM/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421269093481229602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I've come to the conclusion that a short story collection should never be read in one day.  A writer has certain themes and settings that she likes to repeatedly revisit, so reading all of her stories in such a short period makes it difficult to appreciate each one individually, since no matter how different they are from one another, they will run together a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw3hHTArSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ImzJX27bBvM/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw3hHTArSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ImzJX27bBvM/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421269093481229602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'Connor was a Georgia native, and all her stories are set in the South.  Why aren't more stories set in Idaho?  Your assignment for today is to write a story based on the following representative Idaho photograph, taken by Joe Deaver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw26QR9G6I/AAAAAAAAAJM/J6RAXY_vOWs/s1600-h/bunny-meat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szw26QR9G6I/AAAAAAAAAJM/J6RAXY_vOWs/s320/bunny-meat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421268425877822370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussion Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn't the sign say "Rabbits &amp;amp; Meat Bunnies?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-374830343727551865?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/374830343727551865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-man-is-hard-to-find.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/374830343727551865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/374830343727551865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-man-is-hard-to-find.html' title='A Good Man Is Hard to Find'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szwt1e7JthI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hyte1q3iies/s72-c/a-good-man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-4844467403328538478</id><published>2009-12-26T23:34:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T00:09:58.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Arabian Nights and Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szbz76_V8HI/AAAAAAAAAI0/iutAz7gD5iQ/s1600-h/arabian-nights-and-days.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 79px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szbz76_V8HI/AAAAAAAAAI0/iutAz7gD5iQ/s200/arabian-nights-and-days.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419787412359737458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 21, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arabian Nights and Days&lt;/span&gt;, by Naguib Mahfouz&lt;br /&gt;Grade: A&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1982&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Genial&lt;br /&gt;8-word review: It's better to be a genie than not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the end of the tales of Shahrzad (a.k.a. Scheherazade), and she is married to the apparently reformed sultan, but the stories continue in their kingdom.  Mahfouz forms these interconnected stories into a powerful novel.  Every human emotion is explicated wholly.  Genies are mischievous and amoral, and they can't help interfering in human affairs, seemingly out of sheer boredom.  And an angel walks around in a human disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahfouz is quickly becoming one of my favorite writers.  Perhaps you should give him a try, if you know what's good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick fact:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Thousand and One Nights&lt;/span&gt; was originally set in the wild lentil-laden plains of Idaho (not widely known).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahfouz!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szb6CpgyGCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Xx-kgHwtWHQ/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szb6CpgyGCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Xx-kgHwtWHQ/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419794124997007394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-4844467403328538478?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4844467403328538478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/arabian-nights-and-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/4844467403328538478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/4844467403328538478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/arabian-nights-and-days.html' title='Arabian Nights and Days'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szbz76_V8HI/AAAAAAAAAI0/iutAz7gD5iQ/s72-c/arabian-nights-and-days.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-1820313927706861917</id><published>2009-12-26T22:06:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T23:29:55.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Accidental Theorist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szbrun-lH5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/gDWeMFUsco4/s1600-h/the-accidental-theorist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 79px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szbrun-lH5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/gDWeMFUsco4/s200/the-accidental-theorist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419778387824942994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 20, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Accidental Theorist and Other Dispatches from the Dismal Science&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, by Paul Krugman&lt;br /&gt;Grade: C&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1998&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Capital&lt;br /&gt;6-word review: Economics really is a science, really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do popular economics books always exaggerate the veracity of claims made by economists?  Krugman manages to do this while at the same time insulting the many economists he disagrees with.  How about just one mention of the generally recognized rule that an economic theory is considered to be a wild success if it can be shown to apply in just two-thirds of cases?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krugman has become famous in recent years as a public intellectual, specifically a liberal one.  Despite his liberalism, he is an ardent defender of capitalism, and many of these essays reflect that.  His writing style is only adequate, and this book is pretty forgettable.  And I was disappointed that Idaho didn't get a single mention.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szbwtk96QQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/aPiXymPlRZk/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 6px; height: 4px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szbwtk96QQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/aPiXymPlRZk/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419783867395096834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-1820313927706861917?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1820313927706861917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/accidental-theorist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/1820313927706861917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/1820313927706861917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/accidental-theorist.html' title='The Accidental Theorist'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szbrun-lH5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/gDWeMFUsco4/s72-c/the-accidental-theorist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-293234823289701792</id><published>2009-12-26T21:38:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T00:26:19.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gilgamesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzFYvrGyI0I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Y4HDnaz0rGQ/s1600-h/gilgamesh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 79px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzFYvrGyI0I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Y4HDnaz0rGQ/s200/gilgamesh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418209402751689538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 19, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gilgamesh&lt;/span&gt;, by Stephen Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;Grade: C-&lt;br /&gt;First published: 2004&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Repetitive&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzbqmGvjVtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/o2cOY8wkoUk/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 7px; height: 5px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzbqmGvjVtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/o2cOY8wkoUk/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419777141952960210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-word review: Gilgamesh was kind of a whiny jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gilgamesh&lt;/span&gt; is a mediocre version of a mediocre, but historically important, epic.  Mitchell has made a bit of a specialty out of stealing other people's translations of great works, dumbing the story down, and claiming authorship for himself (while crediting some of the translators' works he has stolen).  And his introduction is absurd, both in length and quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some interesting facts about Idaho:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The official state bird is the mountain bluebird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzblC4QTywI/AAAAAAAAAIE/oWn6_x6Wjuo/s1600-h/Mountain_Bluebird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzblC4QTywI/AAAAAAAAAIE/oWn6_x6Wjuo/s320/Mountain_Bluebird.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419771039210261250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The official state fish is the cutthroat trout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szbo0J2W8OI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zsmsoqBVIho/s1600-h/cutthroat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szbo0J2W8OI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zsmsoqBVIho/s320/cutthroat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419775184281727202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The official state mammal is the white supremacist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szbp8ijGlgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/aIHKLnOUdfE/s1600-h/white-supremacist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Szbp8ijGlgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/aIHKLnOUdfE/s320/white-supremacist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419776427862431234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-293234823289701792?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/293234823289701792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/gilgamesh.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/293234823289701792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/293234823289701792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/gilgamesh.html' title='Gilgamesh'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzFYvrGyI0I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Y4HDnaz0rGQ/s72-c/gilgamesh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-5558550361444058598</id><published>2009-12-21T22:54:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T17:34:51.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Side of Paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzBRYHo_EqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2hGUoUwd17k/s1600-h/this-side-of-paradise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 75px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzBRYHo_EqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2hGUoUwd17k/s200/this-side-of-paradise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417919826536370850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 18, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This Side of Paradise&lt;/span&gt;, by F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Grade: B+&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1920&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Lost&lt;br /&gt;9-word review: Maybe an estate tax isn't such a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we have F. Scott Fitzgerald's first novel, a look at spoiled rich kid, Amory Blaine, with too much time and money on his hands.  His father acquired the family's wealth via inheritance from dead older brothers (not a bad way to make a living).  Amory lives a shallow life before serving in the Great War and winding up in advertising, a career perhaps shallower than any other.  Ultimately, he is damned, and his hell is on Earth.  And no, I don't mean Idaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzFXgROdAiI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Kg7FXDBtNKQ/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 7px; height: 5px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzFXgROdAiI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Kg7FXDBtNKQ/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418208038594871842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-5558550361444058598?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5558550361444058598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-side-of-paradise.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/5558550361444058598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/5558550361444058598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-side-of-paradise.html' title='This Side of Paradise'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzBRYHo_EqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2hGUoUwd17k/s72-c/this-side-of-paradise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-5613027863463735206</id><published>2009-12-21T21:27:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T17:16:51.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blow the House Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sy-UZB7_c_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/dV49PrHZ2sE/s1600-h/blow-the-house-down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 79px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sy-UZB7_c_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/dV49PrHZ2sE/s200/blow-the-house-down.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417712034487694322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 17, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blow the House Down&lt;/span&gt;, by Robert Baer&lt;br /&gt;Grade: B&lt;br /&gt;First published: 2006&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Incompetence&lt;br /&gt;5-word review: Our intelligence ain't so intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With prose like a hard-boiled detective novel, Robert Baer excoriates the U.S. intelligence system for its failures in the lead-up to 9/11.  The signs are clearly there, but a stubborn reliance upon old practices, fighting among agencies, and a pathological fear of telling the truth lead to tragic results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzBNph78MlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QbkhzWO8YxE/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 4px; height: 3px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzBNph78MlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QbkhzWO8YxE/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417915727606461010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baer has gone down this road before, in terrific books such as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See No Evil&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sleeping with the Devil&lt;/span&gt;.  The difference here is that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blow the House Down&lt;/span&gt; is a work of fiction.  It's not going to go down as one of the great novels of the decade, but it's a good thriller nonetheless.  A CIA agent is apparently being framed for crimes he did not commit.  He chooses to not go down without a fight.  Baer draws upon his own experiences in the agency to give the story a feel of authenticity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzBOMa4vdJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ChexGSflWSM/s1600-h/cia-seal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SzBOMa4vdJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ChexGSflWSM/s320/cia-seal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417916327009416338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nine out of ten Idahoans believe the CIA is sending them subliminal messages through advertisements for dog food.  Potatoes are our only defense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-5613027863463735206?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5613027863463735206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/blow-house-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/5613027863463735206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/5613027863463735206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/blow-house-down.html' title='Blow the House Down'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sy-UZB7_c_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/dV49PrHZ2sE/s72-c/blow-the-house-down.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-3540860365003126447</id><published>2009-12-19T14:11:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T15:32:12.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the Wild</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyqYcw7OvRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9d06D0IaRxg/s1600-h/into-the-wild.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 75px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyqYcw7OvRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9d06D0IaRxg/s200/into-the-wild.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416309121803533586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 16, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Into the Wild&lt;/span&gt;, by Jon Krakauer&lt;br /&gt;Grade: D&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1996&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sy1C03EmWjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/TMTgqUU4NuI/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 6px; height: 4px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sy1C03EmWjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/TMTgqUU4NuI/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417059402700446258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Peripatetic&lt;br /&gt;10-word review: Not all who wander are lost, but Chris sure is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris McCandless leaves civilization behind and roams the West.  Sort of.  He eventually finds his way to a remote corner of Alaska, where he starves to death.  He embarks on this journey without money, wilderness training, much food, or many tools.  He was a rich kid who grew up in the D.C. suburbs and graduated from college in Atlanta, at Emory.  He became obsessed with stories about life away from civilization, especially the writings of Thoreau and Jack London.  And he hated his parents with an intense passion, for reasons never made very clear in the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that the writings of Jon Krakauer always make me angry?  Not just at the people he writes about, but more so at Krakauer himself.   Maybe it's because he so frequently jumps to ridiculous conclusions, whose lack of logic he manages to gloss over with writerly tricks.   Maybe it's because he so frequently has to remind us of the extensive research he does.  Or maybe it's just the fact that he has to turn almost every story he writes into a story about himself, making himself the protagonist, at least for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krakauer insists that McCandless is not crazy, while inadvertently giving evidence to the contrary.  McCandless is compulsive, obsessive, peripatetic, controlling, manipulative, charming, restless, paranoid.  He has trouble with intimacy and a tendency to get lost in a fantasy world.  He shows little real regard for the feelings of others.  He is intensely self-centered.  These are all common characteristics of various mental illnesses.  Krakauer seems to think that McCandless can't be crazy because he reminds him so much of himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, did you know that Idaho is not just the top producer of potatoes, but the top producer of lentils in the United States as well?  What an amazing state!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sy1CJyROjlI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8gJp24ZL6xg/s1600-h/lentil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sy1CJyROjlI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8gJp24ZL6xg/s320/lentil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417058662676860498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in Idaho is certainly better than starving to death in Alaska.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-3540860365003126447?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3540860365003126447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/into-wild.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/3540860365003126447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/3540860365003126447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/into-wild.html' title='Into the Wild'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyqYcw7OvRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9d06D0IaRxg/s72-c/into-the-wild.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-7816955237910717664</id><published>2009-12-17T22:13:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:48:03.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Netherland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SykVSDQ7AkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/x6Ez-pB2SZI/s1600-h/netherland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 75px; height: 121px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SykVSDQ7AkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/x6Ez-pB2SZI/s200/netherland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415883426747843138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 15, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Netherland&lt;/span&gt;, by Joseph O'Neill&lt;br /&gt;Grade: B+&lt;br /&gt;First published: 2008&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Terror&lt;br /&gt;8-word review: Cricket eases the pain, some of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things get a little weird in New York after 9/11.  People are afraid.  Many foreign nationals move back home.  The Chelsea Hotel houses some peculiar residents.  A multicultural hodgepodge meet in parks around the city to play cricket.  And one naif holds on to an ideal image of the American dream.  In this bizarre world, a Dutch native named Hans struggles to find meaning.  It's an unusual and surprising read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what the game of cricket looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SysEpDPrQKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/T2idzowwbMI/s1600-h/cricket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SysEpDPrQKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/T2idzowwbMI/s320/cricket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416428080135356578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, the guy throwing the ball is the bowler.   The guy holding the bat is the batsman.   The guy in the back is, I'm almost positive, part of the grounds crew.   The goal of the batsman is to hit the ball, or not, I'm not really sure.  I think they score points somehow, possibly, and somehow they decide when the game ends.  The rumor is there is something called a "sticky wicket," but this might just be an urban legend.   Anyway, this typical cricket scoreboard should clear things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SysG0ndZ_CI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lIUVYIukO2I/s1600-h/cricket-scoreboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SysG0ndZ_CI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lIUVYIukO2I/s320/cricket-scoreboard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416430477858438178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, as far as I can tell, England is playing New Zealand.  So there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Idaho has some lovely cricket fields.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SysI4bdcm-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/kQu-42Jxq5c/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 3px; height: 2px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SysI4bdcm-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/kQu-42Jxq5c/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416432742380116962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-7816955237910717664?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7816955237910717664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/netherland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/7816955237910717664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/7816955237910717664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/netherland.html' title='Netherland'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SykVSDQ7AkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/x6Ez-pB2SZI/s72-c/netherland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-2953707506578030050</id><published>2009-12-16T09:54:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:34:24.472-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Islam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Syd5M5ZxJnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0pezfs-DnXk/s1600-h/islam-a-short-history.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 76px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Syd5M5ZxJnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0pezfs-DnXk/s200/islam-a-short-history.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415430339410601586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 14, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Islam: A Short History&lt;/span&gt;, by Karen Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;Grade: C+&lt;br /&gt;First published: 2000&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Ummahculate&lt;br /&gt;8-word review: For Muslims, political history is inseparable from religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armstrong is a former Catholic nun who writes books about religion, usually from a comparative perspective.  This short book on Islam is fairly good, but not particularly insightful.  A pronouncement is made at the beginning that, more so than other major religions, Islam's identity and systems of belief are inseparable from its political history.  This is a valid stance to take, but in so taking it Armstrong gives short shrift to Islam's impressively rich cultural and intellectual history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, Reza Aslan's book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No god but God&lt;/span&gt; is a much better introduction to the history of Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SykUO4q5gpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ey6XV7yjRB4/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 7px; height: 5px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SykUO4q5gpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ey6XV7yjRB4/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415882272852771474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Former Boise-area Congressman Bill Sali (pictured below) believed that the election of a Muslim to Congress in Minnesota was going to bring God's punishment down on our nation.  It's no coincidence that Islam is currently illegal in Idaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SykT_G24R5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/5UcxqgB6xR0/s1600-h/bill-sali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SykT_G24R5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/5UcxqgB6xR0/s320/bill-sali.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415882001783211922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-2953707506578030050?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2953707506578030050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/islam.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/2953707506578030050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/2953707506578030050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/islam.html' title='Islam'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Syd5M5ZxJnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0pezfs-DnXk/s72-c/islam-a-short-history.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-8093548568123802969</id><published>2009-12-15T23:48:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T10:19:38.478-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ministry of Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Syd39KWYKEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Ynk60nr-XsI/s1600-h/the-ministry-of-fear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 76px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Syd39KWYKEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Ynk60nr-XsI/s200/the-ministry-of-fear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415428969570248770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 13, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Ministry of Fear&lt;/span&gt;, by Graham Greene&lt;br /&gt;Grade: B+&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1943&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Sneaky&lt;br /&gt;6-word review: Don't ever accept cake from strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a war-time London continually under siege by German bombers, a man wins a cake under mysterious circumstances and becomes a target for murder.  Greene had the habit of of classifying some of his novels as "entertainments," or less serious works geared towards a more general, less literary audience.  This is one of those entertainments, as is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our Man in Havana&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; entertaining.  There are all sorts of twists and turns and complex characters, and more humor than most of his works.  Still, like his more serious works (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Heart of the Matter&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Power and the Glory&lt;/span&gt;, etc.), it exhibits Greene's mastery of language, plotting, and character development.  I'm a tremendous fan of Graham Greene.  You should be one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SykIdlIBgYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/cLIxFzuM1ps/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 6px; height: 4px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SykIdlIBgYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/cLIxFzuM1ps/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415869331164725634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Britain was under constant bombardment because of this man, Idaho's most famous native son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SykHJK1FZxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/HXjclSqL5lw/s1600-h/adolf_hitler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SykHJK1FZxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/HXjclSqL5lw/s320/adolf_hitler.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415867880996955922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-8093548568123802969?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8093548568123802969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/ministry-of-fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/8093548568123802969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/8093548568123802969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/ministry-of-fear.html' title='The Ministry of Fear'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Syd39KWYKEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Ynk60nr-XsI/s72-c/the-ministry-of-fear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-7783266007183972360</id><published>2009-12-14T23:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T05:47:51.758-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Disgrace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyR-HTeFGzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LetuaAqxcLY/s1600-h/disgrace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 75px; height: 121px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyR-HTeFGzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LetuaAqxcLY/s200/disgrace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414591315956800306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 12, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disgrace&lt;/span&gt;, by J.M. Coetzee&lt;br /&gt;Grade: A&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1999&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Brutal&lt;br /&gt;9-word review: South Africa's still struggling in the aftermath of apartheid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A communications professor in Cape Town resigns his job after having a scandalous affair with a student.  He visits his daughter on her ranch in the country, where they are viciously attacked and robbed in her home.  The rest of the novel, in sparse and nearly perfect prose, deals with the aftermath of this attack, examining white guilt, police incompetence, and intellectual bankruptcy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coetzee is a white South African who wrote a novel that depicts black on white violent crime in his country.  As you may expect, this has generated quite some controversy, despite Coetzee's bona fide anti-apartheid status.  Many critics have suggested that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disgrace&lt;/span&gt; should be read as an allegorical tale about the inadequacies of the Truth and Reconciliation Commission, a body set up in South Africa to examine the atrocities associated with apartheid.  I can buy that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a photo of Archbishop Desmond Tutu, who chaired the Truth and Reconciliation Commission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Syd2ZMMMFDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q-Vpn1PwZUk/s1600-h/Archbishop-Tutu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Syd2ZMMMFDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q-Vpn1PwZUk/s320/Archbishop-Tutu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415427252077466674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would undoubtedly never be allowed into Idaho.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Syd3QckzIqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Z30shZcwmBI/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 3px; height: 2px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Syd3QckzIqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Z30shZcwmBI/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415428201368461986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-7783266007183972360?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7783266007183972360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/disgrace.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/7783266007183972360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/7783266007183972360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/disgrace.html' title='Disgrace'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyR-HTeFGzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LetuaAqxcLY/s72-c/disgrace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-268362205512035253</id><published>2009-12-12T23:25:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T07:57:00.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Freddy the Detective</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyM1w6kcaoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Ws94MHRp78I/s1600-h/freddy-the-detective.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 82px; height: 123px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyM1w6kcaoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Ws94MHRp78I/s200/freddy-the-detective.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414230291501574786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 11, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freddy the Detective&lt;/span&gt;, by Walter R. Brooks&lt;br /&gt;Grade: A-&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1932&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Porcine&lt;br /&gt;5-word review: Don't mess with the pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freddy the Pig awakes one morning to find Hambone, his best friend and longtime sty-mate, missing.  He begins an investigation into the disappearance only to stumble upon the dismembered and eviscerated corpse of Hammy hanging in a meat locker.  He proceeds to take revenge on those he deems responsible, doing to them what was done to his buddy.  Blood flows as Freddy self-destructs in an orgy of violence.  This is all rather surprising to find in a children's book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warning to my more sensitive readers!&lt;/span&gt;  Here's a gruesome picture of some of Hammy's remains, shown only in the interest of science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyTwQ-YLcWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_jPRKBwaC_Q/s1600-h/pig-parts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyTwQ-YLcWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_jPRKBwaC_Q/s320/pig-parts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414716826419163490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyTyh3FBXKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kzitkmZcDTM/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 7px; height: 5px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyTyh3FBXKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kzitkmZcDTM/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414719315540794530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we have Idaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyTxRH6NZFI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ilOyCiU_hWU/s1600-h/idaho.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyTxRH6NZFI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ilOyCiU_hWU/s320/idaho.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414717928489444434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-268362205512035253?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/268362205512035253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/freddy-detective.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/268362205512035253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/268362205512035253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/freddy-detective.html' title='Freddy the Detective'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyM1w6kcaoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Ws94MHRp78I/s72-c/freddy-the-detective.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-6966898518707271498</id><published>2009-12-11T22:27:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T17:21:18.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dakota</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMcFjdvPVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/KU05JviXF8Q/s1600-h/dakota.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 88px; height: 121px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMcFjdvPVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/KU05JviXF8Q/s200/dakota.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414202058774363474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 10, 2009&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyM0IBgxf4I/AAAAAAAAAEU/IDUBUozFUJQ/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 12px; height: 8px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyM0IBgxf4I/AAAAAAAAAEU/IDUBUozFUJQ/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414228489478963074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dakota: A Spiritual Geography&lt;/span&gt;, by Kathleen Norris&lt;br /&gt;Grade: B-&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1993&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Solitude&lt;br /&gt;8-word review: Desolation brings enlightenment, but only for a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The western part of North and South Dakota is, perhaps, the most desolate, unforgiving location in the United States, even more so than Idaho.  Populations shrink as farmers and ranchers struggle to make a living with nutrient-poor soil, harsh winds, little rain, and temperatures that range from well below zero to well over 100 degrees over the course of the year.  Gossip and back-stabbing reign as residents struggle to find a reason for their hardship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, Kathleen Norris has found peace in this place.  She uses a strange mix of realism and idealism to describe her life in Lemmon, an isolated town of less than 2000 people in northwestern South Dakota, right on the border with North Dakota.  She left New York City in the early '70's to take over the farm she inherited from her grandmother, and she has lived there, with her husband, ever since.  She has evolved into a craver of solitude, even becoming an oblate (a sort-of part-time monk) at a Dakotan Benedictine monastery, despite herself being a Protestant.  She comes to see herself as inseparable from place.  Place defines her and molds her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a photo of western South Dakota.  Click for a much bigger picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMy5zHmJDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Ualx34Z64Qw/s1600-h/western-south-dakota.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMy5zHmJDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Ualx34Z64Qw/s320/western-south-dakota.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414227145585468466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an abandoned North Dakota farmhouse, a common sight nowadays, although the grass is usually not so green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMzSXEWEhI/AAAAAAAAAEM/tydCSX3t4jU/s1600-h/northdakota.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMzSXEWEhI/AAAAAAAAAEM/tydCSX3t4jU/s320/northdakota.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414227567552369170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I didn't like about this book was Norris's too-frequent tendency to quote other writers.  This became a distraction.  Furthermore, she has too simplistic and rosy a view of other writers and intellectuals with degrees from prominent institutions.  I understand her point about locals being resistant to new ideas, but maybe new ideas can sometimes be bad ones, even (frequently especially) if they come from well-educated people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-6966898518707271498?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6966898518707271498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-10-2009-book-of-day-dakota.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/6966898518707271498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/6966898518707271498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-10-2009-book-of-day-dakota.html' title='Dakota'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMcFjdvPVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/KU05JviXF8Q/s72-c/dakota.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-3709066156468036017</id><published>2009-12-11T21:49:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T22:26:28.378-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Solo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMThGW50FI/AAAAAAAAADk/CQYSFNAmUfY/s1600-h/going-solo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 78px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMThGW50FI/AAAAAAAAADk/CQYSFNAmUfY/s200/going-solo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414192636392755282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 9, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Going Solo&lt;/span&gt;, by Roald Dahl&lt;br /&gt;Grade: B-&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1986&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Adventure&lt;br /&gt;6-word review: British ex-pats have all the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second volume of Roald Dahl's autobiography, the lesser-known sequel to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy&lt;/span&gt;.  It is inferior in almost every way to its predecessor, but it's still pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We begin in 1938, with Roald on a ship bound for East Africa, where he will work for Shell Petroleum.  Upon landing, he is assigned to work in Dar-es-Salaam.  We meet an eccentric cast of characters, and Roald has many adventures there before joining the Royal Air Force during World War II, which ends up being the focus of the second half of the book.  He becomes a successful fighter pilot, achieving "flying ace" status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMaEFfnDaI/AAAAAAAAADs/oIy0kdk7cX0/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 12px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMaEFfnDaI/AAAAAAAAADs/oIy0kdk7cX0/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414199834526027170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMaEFfnDaI/AAAAAAAAADs/oIy0kdk7cX0/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 12px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMaEFfnDaI/AAAAAAAAADs/oIy0kdk7cX0/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414199834526027170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMaEFfnDaI/AAAAAAAAADs/oIy0kdk7cX0/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 12px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMaEFfnDaI/AAAAAAAAADs/oIy0kdk7cX0/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414199834526027170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMaEFfnDaI/AAAAAAAAADs/oIy0kdk7cX0/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 12px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMaEFfnDaI/AAAAAAAAADs/oIy0kdk7cX0/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414199834526027170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMaEFfnDaI/AAAAAAAAADs/oIy0kdk7cX0/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 12px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMaEFfnDaI/AAAAAAAAADs/oIy0kdk7cX0/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414199834526027170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMavVpOw-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/B0uiorKp1HU/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 12px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMavVpOw-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/B0uiorKp1HU/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414200577595720674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMavVpOw-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/B0uiorKp1HU/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 12px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMavVpOw-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/B0uiorKp1HU/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414200577595720674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMavVpOw-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/B0uiorKp1HU/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 12px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMavVpOw-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/B0uiorKp1HU/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414200577595720674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMavVpOw-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/B0uiorKp1HU/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 12px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMavVpOw-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/B0uiorKp1HU/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414200577595720674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMavVpOw-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/B0uiorKp1HU/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 12px; height: 9px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMavVpOw-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/B0uiorKp1HU/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414200577595720674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was revealed in the 1980's that Dahl had been a spy for British intelligence while he lived in the United States during and after the war.  Mostly, he worked behind the scenes to convince American leaders to vaporize Idaho, whose mere existence was a threat to American victory.  Sadly, Idaho survived, and the War dragged on years longer than it needed to.  Unfortunately, as is so often the case, we did not learn from our past mistakes, and Idaho is still with us today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-3709066156468036017?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3709066156468036017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/going-solo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/3709066156468036017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/3709066156468036017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/going-solo.html' title='Going Solo'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SyMThGW50FI/AAAAAAAAADk/CQYSFNAmUfY/s72-c/going-solo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-7422364996737162122</id><published>2009-12-08T23:04:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:17:33.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Museum of Dr. Moses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sx8wv-mHrGI/AAAAAAAAADU/5vzT0XvxDks/s1600-h/museum-of-dr-moses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 82px; height: 125px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sx8wv-mHrGI/AAAAAAAAADU/5vzT0XvxDks/s200/museum-of-dr-moses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413098877937495138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 8, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Museum of Dr. Moses: Tales of Mystery and Suspense&lt;/span&gt;, by Joyce Carol Oates&lt;br /&gt;Grade: D&lt;br /&gt;First published: 2007&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Ugh&lt;br /&gt;7-word review: Don't look here for mystery or suspense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a book full of psychoses and gruesome murders.  I don't see much of value in these stories.  I haven't read a lot of Oates's stuff, but I've been underwhelmed with what I have read.  I'm starting to think that what her critics say might be true, that when it comes to her writing, she favors quantity over quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay in school, kids, and stay away from Idaho!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sx83ZJzjX2I/AAAAAAAAADc/4SWLEpgce0M/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 11px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sx83ZJzjX2I/AAAAAAAAADc/4SWLEpgce0M/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413106182391029602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-7422364996737162122?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7422364996737162122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/museum-of-dr-moses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/7422364996737162122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/7422364996737162122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/museum-of-dr-moses.html' title='The Museum of Dr. Moses'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sx8wv-mHrGI/AAAAAAAAADU/5vzT0XvxDks/s72-c/museum-of-dr-moses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-421258375455663193</id><published>2009-12-08T21:48:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:06:40.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spy Who Came In from the Cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sx8e1TZKduI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LvFE957hkIo/s1600-h/the-spy-who-came-in-from-the-cold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 81px; height: 121px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sx8e1TZKduI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LvFE957hkIo/s200/the-spy-who-came-in-from-the-cold.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413079178210342626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 7, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Spy Who Came In from the Cold&lt;/span&gt;, by John le Carré&lt;br /&gt;Grade: A&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1963&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Deception&lt;br /&gt;4-word review: Spies are dreary folk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John le Carré revolutionized the spy genre with this novel.  He used his own experiences as a British spy to inject a dismal realism into this complex tale of the early years of the Cold War in Europe.  Alec Leamas, the "Spy" of the title, is a case agent for British intelligence in Germany who returns to London after the last of his spies is killed on his watch.  He is then asked to become a double agent, pretending to spy for the East German secret service while in reality trying to bring down one of its leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sx8u73_HX5I/AAAAAAAAADM/sacPop8FSvA/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 14px; height: 10px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sx8u73_HX5I/AAAAAAAAADM/sacPop8FSvA/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413096883298459538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Carré dispenses with a 007-style romantic view of spying.  Instead we see Leamas as an average-looking middle-aged man who drinks too much and is incapable of normal human relationships.  The plot is intricate, full of deceit and double-crossing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the Berlin Wall, a symbol of the Cold War and a lot of terrible pop music from the late '80's and early '90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sx8uZBeeEpI/AAAAAAAAADE/qozTucg23m4/s1600-h/Berlin_Wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sx8uZBeeEpI/AAAAAAAAADE/qozTucg23m4/s320/Berlin_Wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413096284550468242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only hope is that, in my lifetime, we may see a similar wall built around Idaho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-421258375455663193?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/421258375455663193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/spy-who-came-in-from-cold.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/421258375455663193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/421258375455663193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/spy-who-came-in-from-cold.html' title='The Spy Who Came In from the Cold'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sx8e1TZKduI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LvFE957hkIo/s72-c/the-spy-who-came-in-from-the-cold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-76571838930801511</id><published>2009-12-06T23:51:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:41:42.655-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Freddy Goes to Florida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyKYYu7DoI/AAAAAAAAACc/Wz-NqRzlTtw/s1600-h/freddy-goes-to-florida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 73px; height: 117px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyKYYu7DoI/AAAAAAAAACc/Wz-NqRzlTtw/s200/freddy-goes-to-florida.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412353003753246338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 6, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freddy Goes to Florida&lt;/span&gt;, by Walter R. Brooks&lt;br /&gt;Grade: B+&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1927&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Migration&lt;br /&gt;7-word review: Florida is nice this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of farm animals decide it might be more pleasant to spend the winter someplace warmer, so they migrate together to Florida.  Many wacky adventures result.  This is the first in the classic "Freddy the Pig" series by Walter R. Brooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a toddler licking a pig.  Really, who hasn't done this at least once?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyhbGDK5RI/AAAAAAAAACk/Cv2ee71nD-w/s1600-h/pig-kisserwegweg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyhbGDK5RI/AAAAAAAAACk/Cv2ee71nD-w/s320/pig-kisserwegweg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412378339044943122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooks also wrote the short story that inspired the "Mr. Ed" TV series.  How did they ever teach a horse to talk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sxyirjgn9_I/AAAAAAAAACs/4qL1t-9Z4qA/s1600-h/mr_ed3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sxyirjgn9_I/AAAAAAAAACs/4qL1t-9Z4qA/s320/mr_ed3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412379721342646258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever wants to migrate to Idaho.  Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyjQSkUkcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/upP4GEBt_u4/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 11px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyjQSkUkcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/upP4GEBt_u4/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412380352449909186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-76571838930801511?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/76571838930801511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/freddy-goes-to-florida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/76571838930801511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/76571838930801511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/freddy-goes-to-florida.html' title='Freddy Goes to Florida'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyKYYu7DoI/AAAAAAAAACc/Wz-NqRzlTtw/s72-c/freddy-goes-to-florida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-1225967610712358190</id><published>2009-12-06T21:56:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:51:00.237-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stardust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sxx9P84z7NI/AAAAAAAAACM/IsZnDihmD6Y/s1600-h/stardust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 68px; height: 115px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sxx9P84z7NI/AAAAAAAAACM/IsZnDihmD6Y/s200/stardust.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412338565188414674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 5, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stardust&lt;/span&gt;, by Neil Gaiman&lt;br /&gt;Grade: C&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1998&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Covetousness&lt;br /&gt;3-word review: Be nice, ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that I might catch up on my postings, I'll be brief.  This book was just meh (meh is a real word that I just made up).  It's a nice enough little story about how what you really want might not be the best thing for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxyHnVmP6AI/AAAAAAAAACU/UVgP3QijFgs/s200/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349962074712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-1225967610712358190?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1225967610712358190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/stardust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/1225967610712358190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/1225967610712358190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/stardust.html' title='Stardust'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/Sxx9P84z7NI/AAAAAAAAACM/IsZnDihmD6Y/s72-c/stardust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-5627054612266486784</id><published>2009-12-05T18:31:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T15:01:26.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Atom Station</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxpdpQ_TQ1I/AAAAAAAAABk/HOnRWUvzOME/s1600-h/atom-station.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 76px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxpdpQ_TQ1I/AAAAAAAAABk/HOnRWUvzOME/s320/atom-station.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411740865755562834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 4, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Atom Station&lt;/span&gt;, by Halldor Laxness&lt;br /&gt;Grade: A&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1948&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Absurd&lt;br /&gt;6-word review: Iceland is one screwed up country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halldor Laxness is one of those great writers that few people have heard of, most likely because he wrote in an obscure language, Icelandic.  I would recommend his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Independent People&lt;/span&gt; as one of the great epic novels of the twentieth century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Atom Station &lt;/span&gt;is a great little absurdist satire.  Ugla, a young woman from Iceland's rural north, becomes a maid to a Member of Parliament in Reykjavik at the same time that the government is planning on giving the United States the rights to build a military base in Iceland.  Laxness effectively satirizes the greed of businessmen, the mischief-causing boredom of the rich, the ignorant complacency of the poor, the simple-mindedness of anarchists, the ineffectual idealism of the communists, the paranoia of the anti-communists, the follies of youth, etc., etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Halldor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxsC1eGaHzI/AAAAAAAAABs/SDnEKk-nPes/s1600-h/laxness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxsC1eGaHzI/AAAAAAAAABs/SDnEKk-nPes/s320/laxness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411922494852046642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an older Halldor, with a Hitler moustache.  He would fit in well in Idaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxsDT_OyfKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/u_54MwbqnDs/s1600-h/halldor_laxness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxsDT_OyfKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/u_54MwbqnDs/s320/halldor_laxness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411923019141643426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a laughing Halldor, followed by Reese Witherspoon.  Both are very attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxsD_pMGizI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xqZQUpm6lU4/s1600-h/halldor-laxness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxsD_pMGizI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xqZQUpm6lU4/s320/halldor-laxness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411923769139039026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxsD_xfRjPI/AAAAAAAAACE/coClfy4km2Q/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxsD_xfRjPI/AAAAAAAAACE/coClfy4km2Q/s320/reese-witherspoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411923771366935794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.  Be nice to your mommas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-5627054612266486784?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5627054612266486784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/atom-station.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/5627054612266486784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/5627054612266486784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/atom-station.html' title='The Atom Station'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxpdpQ_TQ1I/AAAAAAAAABk/HOnRWUvzOME/s72-c/atom-station.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-7821391620292146214</id><published>2009-12-04T00:14:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T03:01:17.815-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Breath, Eyes, Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxipM0_SMmI/AAAAAAAAABE/bElyqRFkEAI/s1600-h/Breath-Eyes-Memory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 77px; height: 119px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxipM0_SMmI/AAAAAAAAABE/bElyqRFkEAI/s200/Breath-Eyes-Memory.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411260990133252706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 3, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breath, Eyes, Memory&lt;/span&gt;, by Edwidge Danticat&lt;br /&gt;Grade: C+&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1994&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Tested&lt;br /&gt;8-word review: Women can be awfully mean to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was written by a women named Edwidge.  Why aren't more women named Edwidge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the main character in this novel, Sophie Caco, Edwidge Danticat was born in Haiti and raised by an aunt and grandmother after her mother emigrated to the United States.  Also like Sophie, she herself emigrated to the U.S. when she was twelve years old.  Other than these facts, I don't know how much of this novel is autobiographical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a photo of Edwidge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxjI4oGVQkI/AAAAAAAAABU/ouqBe3KClfA/s1600-h/danticat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxjI4oGVQkI/AAAAAAAAABU/ouqBe3KClfA/s320/danticat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411295827447857730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a map of Haiti, a third-world country, sometimes called the "Idaho of the Caribbean."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxjG9zGKrMI/AAAAAAAAABM/7uoHtwwxqrI/s1600-h/HaitiReliefMap.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxjG9zGKrMI/AAAAAAAAABM/7uoHtwwxqrI/s320/HaitiReliefMap.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411293717276044482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a photo of Reese Witherspoon, who has never lived in Haiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxjJNThbMBI/AAAAAAAAABc/kK4vzHG-bqk/s1600-h/reese-witherspoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxjJNThbMBI/AAAAAAAAABc/kK4vzHG-bqk/s320/reese-witherspoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411296182701600786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't spoil the story by going into too much detail, but Sophie comes to be damaged by her mother, who was herself damaged by her mother (and a young Haitian man).  Sophie's aunt, Tante Atie, is also damaged by those close to her.  So, everyone's a little screwed up, as is the country of Haiti, at the time suffering through decades of the Duvaliers' brutal dictatorship and the thuggery of the Tonton Macoutes, Haiti's infamous secret police. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, I highly recommend a Graham Greene novel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Comedians&lt;/span&gt;, which details the story of a British expat living in Haiti during Papa Doc's rule.  His depictions of the Tonton Macoutes are truly frightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is frequently quite moving, but it feels a little unpolished, as if it could have used a good editor.  It was its author's first novel, published when she was only 25, and it shows at times.  I rarely say this about any book, but this one could have benefited from being a little longer.  We just skip over most of Sophie's experience growing into adulthood in her mother's home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I'd like to read more by Edwidge.  Also, I like saying Edwidge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwidge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-7821391620292146214?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7821391620292146214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/breath-eyes-memory.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/7821391620292146214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/7821391620292146214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/breath-eyes-memory.html' title='Breath, Eyes, Memory'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxipM0_SMmI/AAAAAAAAABE/bElyqRFkEAI/s72-c/Breath-Eyes-Memory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-1650751422627432739</id><published>2009-12-03T00:05:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T01:08:23.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Election</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxdVREUtNGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jgWELDtDYGI/s1600-h/28282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 76px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxdVREUtNGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jgWELDtDYGI/s200/28282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410887229015667810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 2, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Election&lt;/span&gt;, by Tom Perrotta&lt;br /&gt;Grade: B+&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1998&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: Ignominy&lt;br /&gt;9-word review: High school and politics are both a bit ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be familiar with the movie based on this novel, starring Reese Witherspoon.  I haven't seen it (I think I was camped out in the Ozarks, living on possum and moonshine, when it came out), but I hear it's pretty good.  Here's a picture of Reese Witherspoon as Tracy Flick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxdZ4YeudoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IBK7Kp_ulZs/s1600-h/tracy-flick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxdZ4YeudoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IBK7Kp_ulZs/s320/tracy-flick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410892302487811714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another picture of Reese Witherspoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxdbTpR6RBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/D9y4P8p116Q/s1600-h/reese_witherspoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxdbTpR6RBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/D9y4P8p116Q/s320/reese_witherspoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410893870365557778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxdcmDnTUdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WnZqXP0kXqg/s1600-h/0276reeses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxdcmDnTUdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WnZqXP0kXqg/s320/0276reeses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410895286183875026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's late, and I digress.  Let us discuss the novel.  It's told in a unique first-person style that alternates between its main characters.  In the year 1992 Tracy Flick squares off against Paul Warren for the office of student body president of Winwood High School.  A teacher, Mr. M., recruits Paul, the Golden Boy, to run due to a misguided animosity aimed at Tracy.  Paul's sister, Tammy, joins the race as the eccentric third-party candidate (a la Ross Perot). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certainly satirical elements to the story.  Obvious comparisons can be drawn between the high school election and the U.S. Presidential election that took place the same year.  However, the story is a bit more complicated than that.  It is at times funny, at times tragic, at times disturbing.  The parties involved (excluding, perhaps, Tammy) approach the titular election as if it were actually of some importance.  Each character does incredibly stupid things, altering lives in the process. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reminded of how so many of the things I thought were important back in high school look unimportant today.  I'm sure things that look important now won't look so much so in a few years.  So, what is important anyway?  I don't know.  I'm just glad I'm not in Boise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-1650751422627432739?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1650751422627432739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/election.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/1650751422627432739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/1650751422627432739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/election.html' title='Election'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxdVREUtNGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jgWELDtDYGI/s72-c/28282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5690483833894003333.post-8852885989197997272</id><published>2009-12-01T22:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:45:14.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Down and Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxYMqGHyPCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Gk4xPzdGdr0/s1600-h/393199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxYMqGHyPCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Gk4xPzdGdr0/s200/393199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410525919669533730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December 1,2009&lt;br /&gt;Book of the Day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Down and Out in Paris and London&lt;/span&gt;, by George Orwell&lt;br /&gt;Grade: A&lt;br /&gt;First published: 1933&lt;br /&gt;1-word review: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merde&lt;/span&gt;! (see chapter IV)&lt;br /&gt;7-word review: Respect the poor, disgusting as they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orwell wrote this book based in large part on his own experiences living and working among the dregs of society in two of Europe's wealthiest cities during the 1920's and '30's.  Writing in the first person, he describes the struggle to stay fed and sheltered while facing trials and hostilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris is utterly devoid of romance.  Instead it is a sewer, where dwellings are barely inhabitable, elite restaurants are plagued with vermin, and friends stab you in the back and steal from you.  In other words, it's much like Boise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London is no better, as the narrator is forced to live the life of a tramp when promised employment fails to materialize.  The Man, in the form of the Law, keeps him and his comrades down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxXxeZHn9SI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qPwQht_XKOw/s1600-h/george-orwell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxXxeZHn9SI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qPwQht_XKOw/s320/george-orwell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410496031796753698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above picture is of Mr. Orwell himself, a known socialist.  With this in mind we must discount everything he has to say, lest we all become communists.  Sure, one could argue that industrialized societies still tend to treat the working (and out-of-work) poor much the same way they did when George wrote this book, but I say that if people don't want to be poor, they should simply acquire lots of money.  Is that so difficult?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5690483833894003333-8852885989197997272?l=bookadayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8852885989197997272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/down-and-out.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/8852885989197997272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5690483833894003333/posts/default/8852885989197997272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookadayblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/down-and-out.html' title='Down and Out'/><author><name>Erik Dryden</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZebDw1keBA/TxQkCFWn_NI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5zW39Bw2WV4/s220/03-left-behind-footprints_1600.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JA8TykCr4Do/SxYMqGHyPCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Gk4xPzdGdr0/s72-c/393199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
