What Kind of Reader Am I?

A quiz via Waterfall:

What Kind of Reader Are You?

Your Result: Literate Good Citizen

You read to inform or entertain yourself, but you’re not nerdy about it. You’ve read most major classics (in school) and you have a favorite genre or two.

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That’s probably pretty accurate, but I take issue with the notion that I’m not nerdy about it.

Arthur

Maggie has a classmate named Arthur who recently lost his father to a fatal heart attack. Maggie’s class is collecting donations to help the family with funeral expenses. If you are interested in helping, please contact me, and I will provide you with Maggie’s teacher’s e-mail address; she can tell you how to help. Out of concerns about security, I didn’t feel comfortable posting either the teacher’s e-mail address or Arthur’s family’s bank account number here.

World of Opera

I ran to the store just now, and NPR, which is the station the car radio is tuned to, is broadcasting World of Opera, a weekly showcase of a wide variety of operas. I suppose the idea is to make opera accessible and approachable. At any rate, this week’s program was a production of Bizet’s Carmen by the Houston Grand Opera. I don’t care much for their Carmen, but the tenor singing the part of Don José sounds just like Steve. I put the production on streaming audio here on the computer, and Steve agreed that it did sound somewhat like him, although I don’t think he agrees that the tenor sounds just like him. The tenor’s name is Marcus Haddock.

A lot of Steve’s regular readers laud him for his writing talents, and Steve surely does love to write and is beginning to receive attention for his writing, but I have always felt Steve did not take his musical talent as far as he could have. If he had, he might be on that recording. He’ll probably grumble about me saying this, but in many ways, he has been his own worst enemy as far as establishing a career as a tenor. I know that his family holds him back, too. Frankly, he’d probably need to go to Europe in order to really establish a career, and I’m not ready to do that. I don’t think he really is either, truth be told. I have come to the conclusion that he never really wanted a career as an opera singer, but pursued opera because he was good at it. If he needed to do it, I think he would be doing it. In some ways, it’s sad; I’m sure there are a great many tenors with a real fire in their belly to be professional tenors, but they don’t have the talent Steve does. Doesn’t seem really fair, does it?

Amadeus

My favorite movie? My answer to that question vacillates between Brokeback Mountain and Amadeus. Today, it is Amadeus. Of course, YouTube has everything, including clips from this movie. If you haven’t seen it yet, may I strongly suggest that you do so? Such a phenomenal movie. F. Murray Abraham delivers an excellent performance as Antonio Salieri, and Tom Hulce as Mozart is also really good.

Wil Wheaton on Star Trek: TNG

Star Trek: The Next Generation is, was, and probably will always be my favorite incarnation of the Star Trek franchise. I loved the characters. I loved the stories. The late 1980’s and early 1990’s offered much better special effects than those the original series had to work with. I never truly caught on to DS9, Voyager, or Enterprise. I have really been enjoying Wil Wheaton’s commentary on TNG episodes over at TV Squad. Wil’s sense of humor is unerring, and his deconstruction of the episodes is an entertaining read. He also supplies interesting memories associated with filming the episodes. You can read all of Wil’s recaps here. To me, the mark of good writing is the extent to which I am compelled to read it to Steve. I have read all of Wil’s TNG recaps to Steve.

I Was Just Minding My Own Business

I drove up to the school today to get my phone — I thought I had left it there.  Nope.  I don’t know where it is, and I left it on buzz last time, so even if I called it, I doubt I’d find it.  Anyway, while I was there, I updated my classroom blog.  It was very quiet, and I imagine that I could probably get a lot done there on the weekends.  I left and stopped by the store for a few groceries.  Right as I was getting ready to cross over the Chattahoochee into Roswell, some blonde (no offense Lara) plowed into me.  Just minding my own business. I feel OK, and the car has minimal damage, but I would be surprised if her car was not totaled.  This one wasn’t my fault!

In other news NaNoWriMo is going badly.  Being sick took me out of the loop, and I need to work hard to catch up and get back in the game.  And I’m just not feeling it today.  In fact, I’m probably going to play Nintendo after I post this.

It’s Just a Cold

But it feels worse.  I went to the doctor this morning to see if I had bronchitis or walking pneumonia because that’s how bad I felt, but the diagnosis is a cold.  I have some fancy expensive new medicine, so we’ll see if that helps.

The nurse was telling me about how she had breakfast at Waffle House — sausage and waffles.  I have to admit it pleased me to hear a nurse talking about eating at one of my favorite greasy spoons.  Anyway, I decided to get some breakfast there myself while waiting for my prescription to be filled.  I was creeped out by the guy sitting next to me at the counter.  Then this other guy came in and talked to himself the whole time he was there.  I was looking all over for a Bluetooth something-or-other, but no, he was talking to himself.  The guy at the counter said he was just Elton, and he preached to himself and came in every day (which meant counter-man did, too, I guess), and that he was harmless.  OK.

There are these trees with absolutely the most beautiful, perfect shade of orange all over town right now.

I voted.  Now I am supposed to be relaxing.  I am going to try to think of something to write for my book today; now I’m falling really behind.