I watched the premier of Sons of Anarchy last night with TBF. We were both totally stoked. In fact, TBF got a new satellite channel just so we could watch it in HD. He’s awesome.
You should have seen us watching the beginning clip that this lovely song by Joshua James played over. Well, you should have seen me. I was all “Juice has hair! Oh wow Tara looks like she just had a baby, so does Clay for that matter. I love Jax’s hair cut!” I missed them, it was nice to see them all again.
Also, I finished Bleak House last night. So happy to be moving on in the quest to be well read. I’m going to listen to Oliver Twist next. Ah, please sir, can i read MORE books! (ok, feel free to groan aloud.)
I ain’t cuttin my hair ’til the books are done.
There were many little occurrences which suggested to me, with great consolation, how natural it is to gentle hearts to be considerate and delicate towards any inferiority. One of these particularly touched me. I happened to stroll into the little church when a marriage was just concluded, and the young couple had to sign the register.
The bridegroom, to whom the pen was handed first, made a rude cross for his mark; the bride, who came next, did the same. Now, I had known the bride when I was last there, not only as the prettiest girl in the place, but as having quite distinguished herself in the school, and I could not help looking at her with some surprise. She came aside and whispered to me, while tears of honest love and admiration stood in her bright eyes, “He’s a dear good fellow, miss; but he can’t write yet–he’s going to learn of me–and I wouldn’t shame him for the world!”
– Bleak House Chapter 36
So I may or may not have just burned through a lot of T.V. recently. More specifically - season 1, 2, & 3 of Castle; season 1 & 2 of Eureka; and season 1 & 2 of The Good Wife since two weeks ago. Maybe.
I may be extremely angry at having to wait to see if Will and Alicia really do get ‘one hour’, and if Bekette survives and remembers what Castle said to her just after she got shot. fortunately Eureka season 3 will be done in about an hour. Unfortunately there’s only 2.5 seasons left.
Remember that old summer camp game? Once upon a time there was a girl who loved a boy. Unfortunately he didn’t love her, fortunately she didn’t care because she soon got over him. Unfortunately the girl soon contracted smallpox, fortunately the cure was just around the corner. And so on. What was that supposed to teach us anyway?!
Anyway all this means I’m way behind according to Goodreads. That infernal judgemental internet robot police. I won’t tell you exactly how far behind. But I will tell you that I’m working on it. This list is turning into the Jarndyce and Jarndyce suite.
“Young Mr. Turveydrop’s name is Prince;
I wish it wasn’t, because it sounds like a dog, but of course he
didn’t christen himself.”
Bleak House is quite a fun novel to listen to. There are beautiful descriptions that paint quite vivid pictures of the scenery and characters. Caddy Jellyby is by far my favorite character.
Esther is predictably lovely, Richard and Ada a bit too sweet, and John Jarndyce is a kind, blustering, eccentric. Caddy is exceptional. Her ‘bleak’ look on the world and her role are blunt, self-pitying, and amusing.
Usually teenaged girls drive me crazy with their over-dramatic look on the world and how it’s ruining their lives. I’ve decided it’s much easier to just laugh at the whole thing and watch them grow, hopefully into strong women. (Most of the girls at the coffee shop are teenagers; it’s been fun.) So I’m glad I’ve had this newish outlook before listening to this book, I get so much more out of it.
Dicken’s somehow got right into the brain of teenaged girls. Caddy’s voice is exceptionally realistic. All of her dialogue could be coming out of the mouth of a similarly situated girl today, (with mild changes for the century changes). Finding out she is to be married off Caddy’s complaint is her soon to be husband’s name. He sounds like a dog. Awesome.