November 04, 2004


At about 4 a.m. I was awakened thus:


Cue nudging of Hublet to save Boy from Giant Grasshopper of Doom, and resume sleeping.

This morning The Boy had to inspect his bed for the Giant Grasshopper. Cue explanation of the difference between dreaming and reality, and the odd feeling you get when you aren't sure which is which.

Funny, but this whole week has seemed that way. I think I must have been expending a lot of mental energy bracing for drawn-out political upheaval, and when it didn't happen I was left feeling strangely disjointed and out of sync. Weird.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of drawn out political upheaval on the Web. Yay.

Just finished reading Saints and Villains, about Dietrich Bonhoeffer. I didn't mean to read it, just accidentally picked it up and got sucked in--it's like a black hole (except for the getting crushed by gravitational forces thing), once you cross the event horizon there's no going back. I have to say it's one of the best historical novels I've ever read. Good, good book. And frankly the perfect thing to read during an election season full of rhetoric about war and fascism and faith.

Again, last night's Lost was a good 'un. Who bopped Sayid? I've missed having a show to look forward to. Yay, Lost!

Posted by Big Arm Woman at November 4, 2004 09:50 AM

I think it was Locke who bopped Sayid. I believe something happened to Locke when he came face-to-face with whatever-the-big-tree-crushing-thing-is. He is not what he seems. Or maybe he is. I dunno.

I have no idea where this show is going to go. It could all fall apart at any time, but it's sure been an enjoyable ride so far.

Posted by: dhanson at November 4, 2004 10:32 AM

Just thought about it - perhaps the boy is already reading Kafka behind our backs, and thus the giant insect dream.

Speaking of reading, I'm very curious: I saw others reading, as I was, while standing in line to vote, as I'm sure they were in precincts all around the country. At random, my particular reading on Election Day happened to be Jane Austen's "Persuasion". What are the odds that anyone else in the country was reading the exact same novel while waiting to vote?

Posted by: Husband of BAW at November 4, 2004 11:22 AM

I was reading Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell while waiting in my very short line--yay early voting!

I think it is the mysterious French Woman who was the sender of the message that bopped Sayid. The Iron Giant/Big Whatever It Is didn't eat her after all. And she and Locke can make with the whoopie since there doesn't seem to be a paramour in his age group that survived the crash.

Posted by: Feral Girl at November 4, 2004 12:24 PM