What am I reading?

Books, Music, Art, Movies

I put aside the intense dive into Sylvia Plath for a bit and picked up a few other, more lighter reads. I was home sick a couple of days this week and reread “The Subtle Art Of Not Giving A Fuck,” by Mark Mason which I really liked a lot (both times). There is lots of wisdom imparted in a light-hearted, funny way.

36431753930_85b22595e1_b.jpg Last week I was helping a patron with the Overdrive app, and in the process I downloaded a couple of books to demonstrate how it worked. I ended up downloading a couple of books that I wanted to read. One of them was a kid’s book called, “I Survived The Eruption of Mt St Helens.” I previously read “I survived the Shark Attacks of 1916” and loved it, and book talked it a lot last year. This one wasn’t a great as the shark attack one, but it was still pretty compelling. Especially so since St Helens is practically in our backyard and I remember the eruption like it was yesterday. I think the series in general is really great for reluctant readers, or kids who just like action adventure.

The other book I downloaded was the audio version of “Love In The Time Of Cholera.” I read this about 20 years ago and have been wanting to reread it for awhile. I am currently about a quarter of the way through it and so far I love it more than I loved it the first time.

Do you remember your first roll of film?


I was inspired by the first line of this blog post by Eve North on  35mmc.  It made me think about when I first started this hobby of photography.

I don’t have a clear memory of my first roll of film because photography has been a hobby of mine since I was a kid. I can’t even remember when I started. I know I was in elementary school. Probably 4th or 5th grade? I remember that I had an point-n-shoot camera and my mom must’ve given me film for it and had it developed at the local convenience store. I might have paid for the developing and film out of my allowance. I will have to ask her sometime how this hobby started!

Anyway, it got me thinking that this might be a fun series to explore on this blog: my first photos.

I will start with this one. I love this photo. It is a photo of my dog, Crackers. She was such a sweetheart. We got her as a puppy when I was 5 and she died when I was in my early 20s, so she pretty much grew up with me. I even named her. I often have dreams about her.

Clearly I didn’t grasp the concept of composition yet. I was more about capturing moments on film at this stage….





Today is all about antibiotics and pain killers. Maybe that 12 mile run wasn’t such a great idea after all.

I’m also thinking about yesterday’s eclipse and what an amazing experience it was. But I’m also feeling some regret. Looking at a map, I was sooo close to the path of totality. Maybe 15 miles away. I feel like I could’ve made more of an effort to try to see it.

On the other hand, I did have to work that day. And I had a really fun time, totality or not.

I’m also really regretting forgetting my pinhole camera. That was just really dumb on my part, and I can’t go back in time.

I’m already making plans for 7 years from now when the next solar eclipse crosses the USA.