Tons of Reading

I have done tons of reading lately, mostly lightweight stuff, so I’m going to try to get as much of it into a single post as I can.

Percy Jackson and the Olympians, series by Rick Riordan

Book 1: The Lightning Thief, B+
Book 2: The Sea of Monsters, A-
Book 3: The Titan’s Curse, B+
Book 4: The Battle of the Labyrinth, B+
Book 5: The Last Olympian, A

The main character of the series is a boy named Percy Jackson. He has ADHD and dyslexia and he’s always being picked on and getting in trouble. In the first book, after being attacked by a fantastic creature that looks like something straight out of the Greek myths he has been studying in school, he finds out that he is a demigod.  Yeah, that’s right. His dad is one of gods of Olympus, and that’s why Percy has had so many problems in his life. Now he’s got another one, and it’s a biggie. His father has just been accused of using Percy to steal Zeus’s lightning bolt. Unless Percy can find that lightning bolt and return it to Zeus, the gods are going to go to war with one another.

My friend gave me the first book of the series, The Lightning Thief, as a birthday present in 2006. I liked it a lot, but didn’t love it. Still, when I heard they were making a movie out of it, I became interested in the series again. I bought The Sea of Monsters and enjoyed it, so then I had to complete the series. The last book, The Last Olympian, was my favorite. As for the movie, it was OK, but as an interpretation of the book, it stunk. I could go on and on about all the changes that were made to the characters and the plot, but I think it is enough to say that they took most of the uniqueness and fun out of the story. I recommend the series of books for being light-hearted, fast-paced, and even a little bit educational, but I do not recommend the movie.

Death in Kenya by M.M. Kaye
Grade: C+

Young Victoria Caryll has just lost her mother and she feels all alone in the world. So when her aunt invites her to return to Kenya, the land of her birth, she jumps at the chance to go home again, even though it will mean living in the same house as her ex-fiance, who is now married to another woman. She arrives in Kenya expecting a joyous homecoming, but instead finds herself among a group of people terrorized by recent events, including a murder, and it seems the murderer is not yet done . . .

Yes, I gave another of Kaye’s “Death in . . . ” series a try. It wasn’t very good. It suffered from many flaws, including heavy-handed exposition and dated language, especially in the dialogue. There were also numerous sexist comments:

  • “[His] superior male intelligence had saved her from disaster and from that day he was [her] hero.”
  • “She’s a sly little thing . . . . All women are sly.”
  • All women are excellent actresses when circumstances force them to it; and the sooner men realize that, the better!”

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

So why did I continue to read Death in Kenya? Because of the setting—Kenya at the end of the British colonial period, just after the Mau Mau uprising. Even if you’ve never heard of the uprising, I’m sure you can guess what it was about. Basically, the indigenous people finally got so ticked off at the land-grabbing British that they rebelled. And lost. Many people died. But the country gained its independence soon after, so I guess it wasn’t all bad.

Kenya was (and probably still is) a wilderness of incredible beauty and danger, and the descriptions of it were interesting enough to keep me reading. After having read so much of Kaye’s work, I can say that picking memorable locales and making them real for the reader were her strengths. Dialogue and exposition, not so much. Oh, well. Sometimes the trick to being a successful writer is knowing what your strengths are. At least she understood that well enough to use such fascinating settings for her novels, but I have to wonder if she would have done better writing more nonfiction.

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Today’s Triskelions

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This is a pretty Celtic Triscele ocarina by Songstone Studios. It has four holes and is therefore easy to play, but it is high-pitched and a bit shrill (hear it here). I would probably not recommend this brand of ocarinas, unless you’re going strictly for appearance. It is certainly very attractive, even wearable.

BTW, a triscele (a.k.a. triskelion) is a symbol with three bent or curved projections radiating from a central point. I did not know that until I looked it up, so I guess I learned something new from this ocarina. And I learned it just in time to have the word handy when I discovered a triskelion in the woods today.

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Some kind of animal made this mark. I could see tiny prints leading up to one arm of the design and away from another. Following the tracks, I discovered several other strange patterns it had made in the snow. Weird, huh? Like crop circles, except in the woods.

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Day Off?

On this day. . .

Today was the first day of my “February vacation.” I decided to take this week off so that I could rest and recharge my batteries. So far, so good. I slept late, and Faithful Reader took me out to lunch and made me dinner. Yay!

But I am reminded of something I said a few weeks ago—“There’s no such thing as a day off from life.” It’s true. I can take the day off from work, but I still have a baby, a husband, a house, and three cats that depend on me. There is no break from my responsibilities to them. So on my day off, I also took care of my son for part of the day, washed dishes, scooped the litter boxes, and went to the vet’s to pick up Mojo’s prescription food, among other things. I didn’t do much relaxing, nor did I get done as many special fun things as I had hoped to.

A few weeks ago, when I said there was no such thing as a day off from life, I felt resentful about it. But not today. Today I was able to accept that my life has changed and there’s no going back. I know I have to tighten up my goals, figure out what really matters to me, and make sure those things happen. Then I have to let everything else go. That’s the only way to be happy.

And today I was happy.

🙂

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The Adventure of Peeps: Next Part

Of course, an animal can’t be naked in the same way as people, since they typically don’t wear clothes (excepting the toads, which are considered peculiar by the other animals). What Peeps meant was that Old King Fisher didn’t have any fur. There was not a hair on him, but he looked like he ought to have fur, and he was as wrinkly as an old prune. The longer she looked at him, the more repulsed she became. The toad observed her expression of revulsion and immediately tried to make her look away. The poor little toad knew something that she did not. Old King Fisher, sensitive about his lack of fur, did not tolerate staring. Peeps was so entranced by the king’s ugliness that she didn’t notice the toad speaking to her, or pulling her fur, or hitting her in the side.

When all else failed, the toad grabbed Peeps’s tail with both hands and yanked it as hard as he could.

“Youch!” shrieked Peeps, jumping off the ground in shock and pain. She turned midair and landed with a hiss, ready to smash the toad into the mud.

“My lady,” squeaked the toad, who had fallen on his backside. He cringed away from her, barely daring to peek at her with one eye, but his other eye popped open in surprise as he realized that the party had stopped and everyone was looking at him. “My lady, I did not wish to cause you any pain, or indeed a scene. It’s simply that . . .”

He was interrupted by a high-pitched voice. “What is this thing at my party?” whined the old king, pointing a skeletal paw in Peeps’s direction. “I do not recall inviting it.” The crowd of animals parted so that Peeps and the toad now had an unobstructed view of the king, and he of they.

“Your Majesty,” said the toad, trying to regain his composure. “I am so pleased to see you well.” The toad flipped himself onto his feet and promptly threw himself on his belly to grovel.

“Why is it here?” croaked the king, rising from his cushion and limping toward the pair. He appeared ghostlike in the pale firefly light. Rolls of his old, dry skin swayed from side to side as he walked. Even the insects overhead stopped buzzing as everyone watched. The only sounds were the king’s rasping breath and the scrape of his claws on the ground.

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Click Click

Dear Marshall,

You haven’t spoken any real words yet, but you babble all the time, saying things like, “Ogda dadadadabababamama dogda.” You also make a clicking noise with your tongue. Your father and I thought it was so cute that we started clicking back at you, and you loved it. Now your face lights up every time we “talk” to you with clicks. It’s as if you know the click is yours and that we are imitating you, rather than the other way around (you babbling in imitation of us). Click click, Little One.

Love,

Mom

P.S. That’s quite enough raspberrying, though. You sound like the Bog of Eternal Stench, and your diaper smells like it! 😉

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Silly Chile

There is  a funny story in the news today. The Chilean mint misspelled the name of their country on a 2008 coin design. I don’t know which is worse, the misspelling or that no one noticed it until late 2009!

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That’s Gourd-geous!

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Today’s ocarina has five holes and plays the same way as the last one, but it is completely different in shape and material. This ocarina, if it can indeed be called an ocarina, is an interesting hybrid of wood and gourd. It came with a taped-on piece of paper that said, “Made in Madagascar.” No, it wasn’t a sticker. It was a hand-cut piece of paper stuck on with tape. Sadly, that must have been someone’s job. I hope they got paid a living wage for it.

I’m feeling rather pathetic at the moment, because I’m not 100% sure where Madagascar is, and though I know there’s an animated movie by the same name, that’s about all I know. For the record, I have a feeling that it’s an African island. I am now going to look it up on the principle that ignorance is acceptable only until you realize your ignorance, at which point you are obligated to eliminate it.

The writers of Wikipedia also think it’s an African island. Whew! Interesting points from the Wikipedia article: Madagascar is an island nation located off the southeast coast of Africa. The main island, also called Madagascar, is the fourth largest island in the world, but is sometimes called “The Eighth Continent” by ecologists because of it has so many unique flora and fauna, including some awesome baobobs and lemurs. Madagascar is the world’s leading producer of vanilla.

Gourdy instruments were not on the list of major exports from Madagascar, but the Wikipedia article about ocarinas states that there is an ocarina-like instrument from Africa which they refer to as an “African globe flute.” Maybe that’s what this is, but I couldn’t find any other references to such a thing. When it comes to Wikipedia, the big stuff is usually right, but the small stuff is questionable. In any event, I like my cute little African “ocarina.” It has good tuning and a pleasant, woody tone, which you can hear here: gourdy ocarinaGourdy Ocarina.

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Prejudices

I had hoped to post about another one of my ocarinas today, but I ran out of time. Getting a decent amount of sleep is more important than taking a picture of an ocarina, don’t you think? But I did want to post today, so here’s something that popped into my mind earlier.

After rereading my post about gay marriage, I wonder if I came off sounding holier-than-thou. I said to my readers, “Examine your prejudices.” Did I imply in any way that I had no prejudices of my own? I do have prejudices, of course. Who doesn’t? And that, I think, will be the subject of another post soon.

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Other Fish in the Sea

I promised you another fish-shaped ocarina. Here it is!

Front

Fish2F

Back

Fish2B

This is a 5-hole ichthyocarina. The previous ocarina, though also fish-shaped, was very different. It was painted in a folk-art design and had six holes. This one is painted realistically, though I’m not sure what type of tropical fish it’s supposed to be (if you know, please share!). The 5-hole design is great. It plays exactly the same way as the 4-hole, but uncovering the hole on the back gives you an additional note, so this ocarina’s range is actually greater than an octave. While almost certainly mass-produced, the instrument has good tuning and a nice, loud tone.

I do have a couple of other sea creature ocarinas, but I’m going to save them for later. The next ocarina will be something completely different.

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“You Always Do That!”

I think that “you always do that!” is one of the unkindest things you can say to a significant other. First, it’s an exaggeration. Though that person may engage in the offending behavior quite often, and certainly more often than you like, it’s improbable that they always do it. No one’s that consistent. Second, it’s an underhanded attack for which there’s little defense but to say, “No I don’t,” which just doesn’t cut it in the thick of the fray. It’s almost impossible to remember instances of when you didn’t do something.  Even if you do hit upon one and mention it, the discussion then heads downhill as the two of you rehash old events and the real issue falls by the wayside, unresolved. Third, if a person behaves a certain way often enough that you notice it, there’s a good chance that it’s more than mere habit. It may simply be part of their personality, in which case asking them to behave differently is like asking them to be someone else. Do you really want them to?

I cringe every time the words “You always do that!” are spoken. Whether uttered by me or by someone else, it’s a nasty little phrase that lingers in the mind long after the sounds of the words fade. So let’s all try to find another way to voice our complaints, one that’s fair, that can be discussed rationally, and that has the potential to lead to a resolution.

P.S. As my Faithful Reader pointed out in a nice way, this post is missing some info. “You always do that!” is only bad if it’s meant in a negative way. Specifically, I was concerned about its use as a complaint during an argument.

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