Crooked Finger (crookedfingers) wrote,
Crooked Finger

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the Dark Continent

It is in the snow ice flow 2:39 PM Saturday. I have had a normal day thus far. My wife is home, so all is good in the neighborhood.

My wife got home around 6:30 PM last night. She had to drive home in a snow storm, but drove slow and got home all in one piece.

Last night my wife and I talked about her trip and caught up on stuff. My wife and I have been talking to each other going on 37 years. The only person I really talk to is my wife. Once in awhile I talk to our children. I consider myself friendly, but we live in a world where people do not communicate verbally anymore. I thankfully I have LiveJournal to share my thoughts with people. I also have Diaryland, YouTube, Facebook, and Wordpress.

My wife when she was flying to Denver to catch a plane to Phoenix sat next to a fellow who was reading of all things "Infinite Jest" by David Foster Wallace! My wife told the fellow that all week her husband had been sharing over the phone his thoughts on reading "Infinite Jest". The fellow was following the Winter Readathon "Infinite Jest" in the website The Howling Fantods-

Last night we went to bed early. I read last night the biography, "Every Love Story Is A Ghost Story: A Life Of David Foster Wallace" by D.T. Max.

music Fennesz 'Black Sea'

This morning Carol and I went out for breakfast downtown. When we got home it was around 9:05 AM. I wrote in my paper diary and then got ready to go volunteer at the Herrick Public Library used books store from 10 AM till 1 PM. The book nook was slow so I read "Infinite Jest" a novel by David Foster Wallace. I brought home these used books from the library used books store to ADD to our library-

"Confederates In The Attic: Dispatches from the Unfinished Civil War" American history by Tony Horwitz

"Stalingrad: The Fateful Siege: 1942-1943" Word War II history by Anthony Beevor

"The Scramble For Africa: The White Man's Conquest of the Dark Continent from 1876 to 1912" by Thomas Pakenham

"The Invisible Bridge" a novel by Julie Orringer

When I got home from the book nook I found my wife catching up on her Bible reading. I ate lunch and then wrote some more in my paper diary. After writing in my diary I went outside and shovel snow off our driveway and fed the birds.

So has gone by my existence. I will close to drift.



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