So my new career is closing in soon -- being in charge, managing. imagining. there's of course the desire to storm in on the first official day with the proclamation (a la Dallas or Dynasty) -- "You all work for ME now!" and be really * in control * ...but that's not me.
The new direction hasn't reduced my commute (unfortunately) but it did give me a new direction to drive. Having previously cured my road rage with "learn a language while you drive" CDs (German is the best).... my newest habit is "books on tape" that are technically on CD. Though I find I have to listen a few times to catch the nuances.
This week is Heathcote Williams' "Whale Nation" as read by the author, complete with English accent and slight lisp -- it's a wonderfully entertaining and informative epic poem about Whales (and conversely, about man). You might remember Heathcote Williams as the writer of Marianne Faithfull's extremely explicit hit song "Why D'ya Do It?" In "Whale Nation" Williams presents an amazing mix of poetry, mythology, fun facts, and lists. The best bits are his dolphin impersonations, his extremely lengthy (thus, mesmerising) lists of products made from whales, and the best line of the entire poem - the one that stays with me all day:
"Imagine blowing soap bubbles and food drops out of the sky!"
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"el intersticio" es muy buen nombre para el blog!
ojalá supieras castellano, me resulta muy difícil el inglés
sabés francés?
beso desde Argentina
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