Why Use Seven When Two Will Do

I’m at my desk. I take a sip of my coffee and wait for the company database to load. I see an e-mail notification pop up. It announces that my 62-year old boss who begrudgingly uses technology, has just sent me a rare e-mail.

I immediately click to see what could have prompted him to take on this laborious hunt and peck task. The e-mail loads and reads:

Jill,

Do you know how to do an electronic signature?  I am old and helpless.

-B

My lips curl in on themselves. This might be the most hilarious and yet precious e-mails I’d ever received. There is subtle yet remarkable implicit trust in this query.

I reply simply, and wish that all e-mails would be this raw and honest. And realize that, “Why use seven words when two will do?” is a poignant question. This masterful work stated its purpose and made me smile. What more could I ask for?

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Stepping Out a Review: Italian Shoes

Happy Tuesday!

Today we have another review. It was a book originally given to my mother as a retirement gift solely due to its name given that my mother loves shoes. However, the book has very little to do with shoes; nevertheless, it is a fascinating read.

Vitals-

Title: Italian Shoes; Author: Henning Menkell; Genre: Fiction

The Gist- A grumpy, old doctor who lives on an icy island as a recluse receives a visitor that send him on an odd journey and a new way of thinking about his life.

What Stuck- Mankell’s writing style is beautiful.

Should you give a flip?- Yeah. It’s a small book, but a weighty read. There is a lot to nibble, so don’t let its size fool you into thinking it will be a quick read.  But it’s definitely a journey worth taking.

 

The Compliment

It’s 5 o’clock on a cool Wednesday evening. I’m standing in the lobby of my office waiting for the elevator. I, of course, have a book in the crook of my arm.  It’s ready for me to read at a moment’s notice.

The elevator dings announcing its arrival. The doors open. It’s empty. As I step inside I hear an office door open.  A co-worker rushes toward the elevator to make it before the door closes.  He hops on, and sees me standing there waiting with my oh-so-precious book. The elevator begins its swift decent. He smiles and gestures to the book.

“You’re always reading.” I smile and nod, silently anticipating the biting jab of being bookish.

“I’ve started reading more because I see you do it all the time.” I freeze, a bit startled. “It’s so cool.”

My smile widens, “Thanks.”

He returns my smile and the doors open on the main lobby floor. He bounds out.

“Have a good night!”

“You, too…” I murmur. I slowly exit the elevator and walk towards the ever-twirling revolving doors lost in thought.  It’s strange. I had no idea my reading was affecting others. Likewise, my co-worker does not know how his compliment moved me.

Booking it to the Finish Line

Besides reading, I have two other main hobbies:  crocheting and running. I’ve been crocheting since I was in about third grade, but I’ve more recently become a runner. I started getting serious in April of 2016. I needed more cardio in my life and a friend had taken up running.  It seemed fairly cheap and straightforward, so I thought I would give it a try.

Now the thing about running is that it’s not an easy hobby to get into.  In the beginning, it downright sucks.  Every time you run it’s like playing head, shoulders, knees, and toes, but with pain. And it goes more like butt, shins, knees, and quads.  Oh and then there’s the whole being out of breath thing.

You have to run for a pretty significant amount of time before you really start to feel the difference and benefit. But I’m here to tell you, if you can make it to the other side, it’s worth it.  However, you have to find the motivation.

When I first started running I had a very specific route, and at the end of my route was this blue box on a pole. It was a neighborhood library box.  These are pretty nifty.  People have constructed these boxes throughout my community.  The idea is you can pick up a book and drop one off.  It’s like a giant library exchange always going on quietly in the background. This bright blue library box at the end of my route became my beacon.

When I get really tired while running I start talking to myself to push through to the end.  I say, “Alright, come on Bessie. You just gotta make it to the blue box and it’s just up ahead.” I can’t tell you why I call myself Bessie when I run.  Probably because I’m tired and sore and feel real sluggish, like I would presume a cow to feel.

A few months ago I moved, so I went on one last run of that first route, and I gave that faithful ole blue box a little nod when I got to it. I found it amusing how a pile of random books I haven’t even read, helped to make me a runner.

 

Some Serious Wordiness

I really like science. I find it generally fascinating and wonderful, but there are certain topics within science that really get me giddy.  One such topic is cephalopods. I did my science fair project involving the bacteria that make squid glow when I was in ninth grade, and I’ve been gaga for the creatures ever since.  They’re just so nifty.

Whenever I see articles about new discoveries regarding this magnificent group, I’m all in.  I mean what isn’t cool about squid having a symbiotic relationship with bio-luminescent bacteria that reflects moonlight, so it can move about without casting a shadow on the sea floor and thus protecting it from predators?  Or that Octopi have this crazy ability to change shape and texture to blend in with their environment?

Anyway, the other day I was scrolling through my Facebook feed, and I saw an article regarding the octopus.  I was instantly excited. What other coolness could I learn? But then, sadness struck. I couldn’t take this article seriously.  They had spelled the plural of octopus as “octopuses.”

What dopes, I thought.

Anybody who knows anything knows that octopus becomes octopi.  This article obviously had no credibility. But something in me just couldn’t let it go.

I soon found myself on Merriam-Webster’s website and to my sheer delight I learned that octopuses is indeed an acceptable plural of octopus. In standard English, octopus would be pluralized to octopuses.  But because people wanted to be more in-line with Latin root words they pluralized words ending in “us” with an “i.”  The rub is that the root word of octopus is not Latin, but Greek, making the plural “octopodes” which is really weird and confusing. In conclusion, technically all three plural forms−octopuses, octopi, and octopodes−are correct.

This was great news! I could read the article after all.  I will still default to octopi, but this is captivating stuff.  See, even the words used to name these wonderful beings are crazy fascinating!

Happy wordy Friday!

Source:

https://www.merriam-webster.com/video/octopus

Playing Booky: A Re-Cap

Last Friday was the much-anticipated book date, and it was magical!  It was a beautiful day.  We visited three amazing bookstores.  I came home with about ten books and Kelsey obtained nine.  I haven’t done a book haul of this magnitude in years, and it felt divine.  I hope to have the pleasure to repeat it.

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We started the day off with brunch at the Bongo Room with fabulous brunchy cocktails. Since the Bongo Room is about 45 minutes from my house I had plenty of pre-reading time on the way.  It won’t be the last time I bring a book to a book haul.

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After brunch we went to Myopic Books.  It is a used bookstore and an absolute magical place.  It’s gigantic and smells of that delicious bookish smell.  The only bad news is that they asked that no photos be taken in the shop.  So, I can’t show you just how expansive and impressive their collection is, but that just means you will have to visit yourself which we would certainly recommend.

Kelsey and I would also recommend that you create a list like we did. It can be overwhelming, so having a list will help you keep your wits about you in this lovely labyrinth.  We also recommend making a slightly longer list than we did. (We had a list of about 10 books each) This is especially helpful if your only stop is Myopic. It is a used bookstore and while their collection is large, they do have their limits.

Kelsey, for instance, struck out on quite a few of her list items.  I was luckier and was able to obtain copies of:

The Lord of the Flies by William Golding

The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry by Rachel Joyce

The Storied Life of A.J. FikryI by Gabrielle Zevin

The Gunslinger by Stephen King

However, Kelsey was able to get Little Women by Louisa May Alcott and The Alienist by Caleb Carr off her list.  She also added Dead Wake by Erik Larson to her acquisitions.

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After Myopic we decided we needed a little refreshment, so we grabbed a tea and proceeded to take pictures and ogle over our new found reads. Once we were slightly more hydrated we went off to Quimby’s

 

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We didn’t know what to expect at this second stop given that it is a very niche bookstore.  It has many unique reads and focuses on local authors.  They had some absolutely gorgeous books and a few hilarious ones such as the well-named Cocktails for Ding-Dongs. In retrospect, I should have probably purchased it despite its price tag. I did, however, purchase The Mirror Thief by Martin Seay which was not on my list, but seemed like an intriguing read.  Kelsey also made an off-list purchase of The Circle by Dave Eggers.

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After Quimby’s, we found a local pub for a quick bite and brew.  We took more bookish pictures and had some Instagram story fun.  We then hopped an Uber and landed outside Unabridged Books which is an awesome, locally owned bookstore.

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Here we were able to procure many of the books on our list and a couple that were not.  After much searching, perusing, and decision-making I left with five wonderful books:

The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco

The Man Called Ove by Fredrik Backman

Frankenstein by Mary Shelley

Illuminae by Amie Kaufman and Jay Kristoff

Let’s Pretend This Never Happened by Jenny Lawson

 

Kelsey left with five great books as well:

 

Van Gogh: The Life by Steven Naifeh and Gregory White Smith

Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden

My Grandmother Asked me to Tell You She’s Sorry by Fredrik Backman

In the Garden of Beasts by Erik Larson

Lady Midnight by Cassandra Clare

All the books

At this point, we took our backpacks and hoofed it to my neighborhood to a bar where we ordered a drink and with no shame unpacked all of our book purchases onto the bar.  It was a glorious sight.  Luckily, we were in an arcade bar so nerds be welcome.

We have some serious reading to do in the coming months, but I’m so excited to read our treasures and compare notes. We will update you along the way.

So, what do you think of our picks?  Did we get some hum-dingers? Let us know in the comments below!

Playing Booky Today

Today is the day!! We are beyond excited!  A budget has been set. A loose itinerary has been established. Backpacks for easy carrying are ready to go.

The first stop is the Bongo Room for a delicious boozy brunch to fuel up for the day.  We will also be comparing book lists.  The idea is for us to buy different books and then do a big swap-a-roo.

We will then be off to our first book stop.

Once we have discovered all there is to find at Myopic Bookstore, we will push directly ahead to book stop number two:  Quimby’s.

At this point, we will most likely be thirsty and in need of a little refreshment and thus we shall find the nearest pub for a little nom-nom and a little brew to re-energize us for the afternoon.

We will then take a bit of a bus ride to Unabridged Books (one of my favorite bookstores) in my old neighborhood.  Back when I was a single lady, I spend a lot of time perusing here.  It will be a delight to re-visit.

At this point we will assess our leftover time and budgets.  There are a couple of used bookstores that we might pop into; otherwise, it will be on to finish line cocktails where we re-cap this bookish day!

We will be sharing our journey, book finds, and delightful cocktails as we go, so feel free to be a part of the fun via Instagram, Twitter, or Facebook.