I got an email from an initiative manager today asking everyone to kindly pitch in and work the next three weekends in order to hit some scheduled dates. Sad face. So my weekend will consist of alternatively sleeping, staring blankly at the wall, sitting in my cube, and stuffing my face with whatever food The Admins see fit to order for luncho on Saturday and Sunday. Meanwhile, Erin’s on a houseboat, sailing the fairly well-explored waters of Lake Shasta. Yes, THAT Shasta. She is sailing on an ocean of fizzy Orange sugar water.
In other news, I’ve become disinterested in television lately, what with the Summer of Reruns and Absolute Shit we have going on. I roused myself into reading some of the books I recently purchased on a Barnes & Noble bender that followed me finding that I had a $25 gift card lying around under my dresser.
So I just finished The Geography of Nowhere, which I thought was a really great emotional look at the death of town planning, with a history or urban living and a look at what great communities can be thrown in for good measure. I’m not sure it would be a book that many people here would want to read, but it is good. I found the Town Planning analysis of Main Street U.S.A, Disney World especially intriguing. The key thing to remember when you are at Disney World is that everything is put everyplace for a reason. Ever wonder why lines are designed the way they are? Ever wonder about the placement of gift shops, eateries, bushes, garbage cans, or anything else in that imaginary place? Of course you don’t, but they do. Every single item that is erected or placed within the confines of Disney World was researched over and over again until they found out the way to get maximum profit out of it. And so on and so forth. One thing the author mentions that I had never put together is that nearly every attraction/ride at Disney World has Death as its major theme. From the ghosts of the Haunted Mansion, to the skulls lining the caves of the Pirates of the Carribbean, to the “authentic” shootouts in the streets between two cowboy actors in Frontierland, death surrounds you at Walt Disney World Resort and Theme Parks.
Since finishing it, I have now moved on to Wisconsin: A History, by Robert C. Nesbit. It details the history of Wisconsin from its early fur trading days in the 1700s up until the mid-twentieth century. I was hoping to get a complete, unabridged history of Wisconsin, but I couldn’t find anything that looked promising on Amazon or Barnes & Noble online (obviously I wouldn’t be able to find it in any stores out here). FYI: almost all serious Wisconsin history texts are/were published by the Univeristy Press. Natch. So far I’m through the first two chapters: chapter one discusses the general Wisconsin environment and the prehistoric Native Americans that dwelled in and around Wisconsin (7000BC-1700AD). Chapter two gets more into the start of the fur trade that brought more and more Europeans to the state, and the subsequent trips upriver from Lake Michigan into the interior that defined initial exploration of the state. A bit dry, but full of the kind of information I was interested in reading. Everyone should know a little about the history of their home (first person to mention Cincinnati: I hate you).
I’ll let you know when I get to the biography of Fighting Bob LaFollette. It should be a scorcher.
What the fuck are you cretins reading that’s so great?