14 Nov 2009
For years — say, 20 years — whenever I have a headache, the words “Fie, how my head aches! What a head have I!” pop into my head against my will. The nurse says this in Romeo and Juliet. I just looked it up, and I have been robbed. She says “Fie, how my bones ache” and then “Lord, how my head aches! what a head have I.” I just feel wrong all over. I mean, to be the kind of person who quotes (even internally) Shakespeare and then to get it wrong? Lame.
Speaking of lame, I just read Dead Until Dark, the first Sookie Stackhouse novel. So: story good, writing bad. Bad. BAD. BAAAAAD. Casting of True Blood? Spot on! And omg, Sookie’s clothes are hysterical. My all-time favorite: “Finally I yanked out some khaki slacks and a bronze silk blouse with short sleeves. I had brown leather sandals and a brown leather belt that would look good. I hung a chain around my neck, stuck in some big gold earrings, and I was ready” (130).
Slacks! Blouse! Sookie has been living with Gran too long.
In other news, I am also reading The Mysterious Benedict Society. Yes, it’s a kids book. (In the voice of Fred Armisen doing Joy Behar on SNL): So what? Who cares?