Don’t let any o’ them thar pointy-eared mammals git in

One of the many things that drives me crazy about social media is how awful the spelling and grammar often is. I get that the iPhone auto-corrects things and even the most persnickety of us have posted totally ridiculous things because of that. (And sometimes, despite my best efforts, I just plain screw up.) But why is there a #lasvagas hashtag out there and WHY THE HECK are people using it? (It was a nephew who pointed this out (among other things) in one of his lovely black humor facebook posts, to give credit where credit is due.)

That’s about all I have to say about current events and polly-ticks today. I remain in a state of horrified fascination with how the president conducts “business” or whatever it is he’s doing because most of the time, I can’t even figure out what he is saying, which turns my brain inside out. I am numb (again) about the latest mass shooting, knowing that this will happen again and again until. Well, until what. I don’t actually think “gun control” will solve the problem. I don’t know what will. Oh yeah, I said I was done talking about that. Okay, I’m done. Alert alert! Did I just swallow a bug? If I did, it was a teensy tinesy one. Probably a fruit fly…

I finished reading “The End of Mr. Y” and I am grabbing a toe-hold into “Like Water for Chocolate”.

The End of Mr. Y was a quirky good read. The life of a poor phd student in a mouse-infested flat interspersed with trips to the troposphere (but not the troposphere that you and I know in our lives). This book talks about atomic physics (whether accurately or not) and I remember when I was young, before children, reading Scientific American articles trying to understand quarks and hadrons and other particles. I was fascinated by all of that stuff but here we are and I can do mathematics in my head if I want but usually I use my iPhone to calculate tips and stuff. Anyway, a sub-plot in this book involves lab mice and a mouse god (Apollo Sminthius). I’ll leave y’all to figger out the ending.

Like Water for Chocolate? I am enjoying it so far. No, it is not a new book and yes, there is a mooooovie. I have not seen the mooooovie. We’ll see what I think in the end.

One Response to “Don’t let any o’ them thar pointy-eared mammals git in”

  1. Margaret Says:

    I agree with you on the politics–both “presidential” and gun related. sigh. Like Water for Chocolate used to be required reading in some of our English classes.