Random Ruminations
- The Zadge needs the Presidential Campaign to be over. OVER! See, she lives in a Swing State (no, not a Swingers’ State, Hulk) and is utterly inundated with obnoxious TV ads. Nonstop. Which may explain why the Zadge — an admitted and proud TV watcher – stopped watching TV three months ago (except for the Today Show, the Olympics and NFL football).
- And since she has stopped watching TV in the evenings, she has found herself so much more productive. She can now strum John Denver’s “Country Roads” and half of Fleetwood Mac’s “Landslide”, in addition to the crowd favorite “Horse With No Name.” Contact her agent if you want to book her for any gigs.
- Although she admits that when one stops watching television, one feels very left out of pop culture. To the extent that one can, when one, ahem, checks TMZ three times a day.

- Dog tag courtesy of the Zadge’s Sista from Another Mista, Cupcake Murphy. If Mitt the Twit Romney wins this election, the Zadge may well move to Canada. No, make that Italy.
- With all her non-TV free time, the Zadge has been reading more. She confesses that, despite all the fave reviews, she gave up on this book halfway through:

- Just didn’t grab the Zadge. So in search of a book that could, she hit her favorite bookstore at lunch today. This is what she picked up:


She had heard about the first two books, but not the third which was written 70 years ago. She found some blog (can’t remember now which one) that recommended it as one of the best books the blogger had read, so the Zadge checked it out on Amazon and found almost 100% 5 star ratings. And ole Ernie Hemingway gives it huge praise on the back cover, so the Zadge figures it has to be worth a read.
- Any suggestions for other good reads?
- And finally, the Zadge’s beloved Number One Fake Boyfriend and his band announced this week that they will be performing four 50th Anniversary shows, two in London in November and two in Newark, New Jersey (WTF?) on December 13 and 15.

- The Zadge must MUST MUST get tickets to the Jersey show. They go on sale next week. They cost $750. Yes, $750. The Zadge does not care, she MUST get a ticket. She doubts that she’ll be able to score one simply by trying to log onto Ticketmaster at the appointed hour. Anyone have any ideas how she can score a ticket. THIS IS KEEF, MY PEEPS! KEEF! And anyone who can get her a backstage pass gets Harry as a gift.
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OH MY GOD. West With the Night is one of my ALL TIME favorite books. It holds such a special place in my heart. It made me okay with ending my 12 year stint as a vegetarian. I LOVE THAT BOOK.
A Fine Balance was the first (and last) audiobook I ever “read.” It was riveting and it has stuck with me (vividly!) for years and years. Full disclosure: uplifting, it ain’t.
I have also had problems lately wherein I don’t like the endings, the characters, the whatever of the books that have been recommended. With the exception of “Lamb” by Christopher Moore. I loved it. And I loved it so much that I bought a second of his books called “Bite Me”. He is quirky, irrevererent and immensely clever.
Like the Chilean, I have read A Fine Balance and thought it was wonderful.
My heart skipped a beat to see Beryl Markham’s face on West With The Night!. She is my HERO!!! See the movie too A Shadow on the Sun – however, it appears that NetFlix doesn’t have it so I might cancel my membership – unforgivable! LOVE Harry’s tag – wish I had dog.
When Cupcake and Big Al’s Mom recommend the same book, it has got to be a winner!!! Two of my favorite gals, the ‘Cake and Bette!
Love the dog tags! I too am so sick of this election bull-shit. I am a liberal living in a HIGHLY conservative area of Colorado and I think my friends here are no longer talking to me – that’s how contentious this election has gotten. I feel like the constant barage of negativity we have to endure is wearing on everyone’s last nerve and making us all hate each other.
I too may flee to Canada if Mitt the twit wins, but then again, I’m from there so its a real pissibility!
If you like “West with the Night”, you might like reading other books about that time and place (they all knew each other, I think) – “Out of Africa” and “The Flametrees of Thika” spring to mind.
Thanks for the suggestions!
Tickets….. contact him ask him directly …..offer yourself as his blue lena while he is in the U.S.
You may keep the ‘Harry’ as my prize.
You WILL still blog from Italy , won’t you?
B, you are right. I should just roll over in bed and say, “Love, you will spot me a few tickets won’t you?” But then I would wake up from my dream.
I loathe Ticketmaster… Craig’s List? Loved Night Circus. Beginning a bit slow but it really picks up!
I bought Night Circus because of your recommendation!
Ugh, I wish I knew a way to get you a ticket! But I have no connections. My parents might move to tassie if mitt the twit wins…le sigh.
I LOVE that dog tag and wish I knew where to get one. Or three, one for each of my dogs. I’ve not read either of these books yet, but apparently they come highly recommended: The Language of Flowers and Cutting for Stone. And speaking of Stone(s), I wish I could get you a ticket so I could have Harry.
I might send you Harry even if I don’t score tickets.
I saw the Stones in concert a few years ago – GREAT show! Mick was running all over the place and all I could think is “he’s as old as my dad?! My dad would be dead with 1/16th of that much activity”. No hints on getting tix, though – just good luck!
As for the election? Blah…here in Nebraska we get Iowa overflow – it never ends. Never.
Mick makes the Energizer Bunny look like he took three Ambiens.
–>I think Obama is a moron.
I’m in another swing state and am constantly bombarded with junk mail, phone calls, radio ads, commercials, etc.
I do agree with you that I’m ready for the election to be over though.
Just picked up a book called “Matched” by Ally Conde but I haven’t started it yet.
I can’t believe Virginia is a swing state. What’s next Texas?
Might have been my humble little blog where you read about West With the Night. I was made aware of this book by my boss, who could be the long lost twin of Emelia Erheart, and loves this book more than anything. So I borrowed her copy and fell in love with it and its intrepid heroine. I wrote about it at some point awhile ago. And I know you almost never can post a comment on my blog because apparently it is haunted and hates you, but know that *I* do not.
Your blog commenter wizard hates me.
Join the Stones’ fan club because most bands give those peeps first shot at a pre-sale for tickets. I went online to join Justin Bieber’s fan club a couple months ago because I wanted to score concerts tickets for my nieces while he’s in Denver. That little kid wanted to charge me $150 to join his fan club though. Ha, I showed him by not joining or buying tickets.
As for books, one of the doctors I work with and admire, lists West with the Night as her all-time favorite book. It’s still sitting on my shelf though so you’ll have to let me know how it is. I loved The Glass Castle by Jeanette Wells; Maiden Voyage by Tania Aibi; The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenager; The Tender Bar: A Memoir by J.R. Moehringer; The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion; any of the Malcolm Gladwell books; What is the What, A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genious and Zeitoun by Dave Eggers; Infidel by Ayaan Hirsi Ali; In the Heart of the Sea: Tragedy of the Whaleship Essex by Nathaniel Philbrick; and Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks by Rebecca Skloot. That’s a lot so if I had to choose my top three it would be (not in any order) Infidel, Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius and In the Heart of the Sea. Happy reading!
I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t pay $750 to have the Stones come to Hulkapalooza to play! Holy Moly…
But would you accompany someone who paid $1500 for a pair of tickets?!
Yes. I’ll even buy the first beer…
Wait. Are you asking me out on a date? It sounded like you were asking me out on a date. I’ve been asked on on dates before, and that’s pretty much how it sounded…
Bark Obama!! Yay! Best wishes on the tx. I love the Keef too, but I will never. ever. forget Mick strutting down a runway into the audience with a colorful 20 foot scarf flowing aloft behind him. It was just dang spellbinding.
I just finished Major Pettigrew’s Last Stand by Helen Simonson. It’s been a long time since I wanted to bring a character to life so I could hang out with him. And hug him.
Letha, I saw the Stones years ago and was utterly mesmerized by The Scarf too! There is NO ONE who can front a band like Mick Jagger.
Dammit, I really enjoyed your blog. We rescue dogs too. But you had to get political. No offense but both candidates are twits and idiots. Neither one has any idea of how real people live. And neither one has a grasp on international situations.
Thanks for the memories. Moving on.
P.S. You are a good person for being involved with that precious little girl and her family. FYI – you are doing more for them than any government entity could.
Hey D Seals, sorry you have to react so harshly to political humor. But I understand as the political campaign seems to have every one on edge. I do have to differ with you on your opinion about “neither of them having a grasp on international situations” – my guess is that Obama probably knows a whole hell of a lot more than anyone who reads this blog, or any blog, about the current state of affairs. And, having grown up with a single mother whose father abandoned the family – uh, sorry, I think he does know a little about how real people live. People make this country what it is, not the government and unfortunately, the extreme wing of the country seems to be controlling the rhetoric these days. As Bugs’ dog tag says – underneath the tongue-in-cheek “Bark Obama”, PEACE.
Word.
I loved A Fine Balance. My fave recent read was Gone, Girl.
My son says it’s pretty bad in Colorado–not growing up in a swing state did not prepare him for the barrage.
I saw Mick strut his stuff in 1978 in Atlanta @ the Fox Theatre. He was fine, fine, fine! Nothing old about him then…..
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