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I'm still indulging myself in idleness, but the workaday world is drawing near again. My class starts Monday, and I really should take care of some of the prep work - drawing up the syllabus and the like. I have been doing a little work, taking part in an e-mail discussion among the Policy Committee members, but I haven't been on campus for about three weeks. Tomorrow, yes.
I haven't even been reading all that much. I finished Buddy Holly before leaving for Baltimore. I chose Connie Willis' Passage and a history of Brazil as my airport reading, and finished the former (which I love; it takes a long time setting up, but the final third or so is rewarding, and the final payoff delights me). I also just finished Roger McBride Allen's The Modular Man (a very talky book; many of the characters seem to be little more than mouthpieces for various philosophical stances), and I'm contemplating taking another pass through the Liaden books.
On the cinematic front, I gave Babette's Feast a try yesterday. I think I didn't give it close enough attention; I find subtitled films more demanding in that respect, if I really want to get the most out of them. It was pleasant enough, and funny in places, but I don't quite see it as rating four stars. Another viewing (not soon, though) may change my mind, of course. I think I'll go with Ball of Fire tonight; I've seen it twice before, but I love '40s-vintage Barbara Stanwyck.
I haven't even been reading all that much. I finished Buddy Holly before leaving for Baltimore. I chose Connie Willis' Passage and a history of Brazil as my airport reading, and finished the former (which I love; it takes a long time setting up, but the final third or so is rewarding, and the final payoff delights me). I also just finished Roger McBride Allen's The Modular Man (a very talky book; many of the characters seem to be little more than mouthpieces for various philosophical stances), and I'm contemplating taking another pass through the Liaden books.
On the cinematic front, I gave Babette's Feast a try yesterday. I think I didn't give it close enough attention; I find subtitled films more demanding in that respect, if I really want to get the most out of them. It was pleasant enough, and funny in places, but I don't quite see it as rating four stars. Another viewing (not soon, though) may change my mind, of course. I think I'll go with Ball of Fire tonight; I've seen it twice before, but I love '40s-vintage Barbara Stanwyck.