5.6

No, I didn't feel it.

Nor did Stella appear to. So much for animals being sensitive to seismic activities.

Wait, by "animal" I mean her, not me. I mean, yeah, in the classification system, sure, but...Anyway, it's not that she's insensitive, she was just concentrating really hard on something else at 8:04.

Grados de inocencia

Los santos inocentes de Miguel Delibes

If you're going to deliberately commit copyright infringement, for God's sake, do it on your own dime 76 dimes!

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He'd been sitting in his car at the entrance to Parking Lot 5 for at least 15 minutes, waiting for something like this to happen to him. She performed an inadvertent strip tease by too quickly pulling off a sweater as she got into her own car. But infinitely more gratifying was the vision of the parking space she left vacant for him upon pulling away.

Sab Story 28 oct.

Bretón de Herreros re: Avellaneda

"...es mucho hombre esta mujer."

Más de un siglo después, Corral re: Avellaneda - "Esa mujer no tenía pelos en la lengua."

Gertrudis Gómez de Avellaneda publicó en 1860 una serie de artículos, La mujer en que utiliza el adjectivo barbuda, intentando explicarles a sus lectoras que aspiran al campo literario que los hombres entonces dominaban. Les dice, "Pasadnos este adjectivo, queridas lectoras, porque se nos ha venido naturalmente a la pluma al mencionar esas ilustres corporaciones de gentes de letras, cuyo primero y más importante título es el de tener barba."

Más de un siglo después, CRG empieza a escribir de la "mujer barbuda" en su blog y, claro, el vello en su capítulo de Un hombre a la medida. Organizó La semana de la mujer barbuda. y solicitó fotos de mujeres con barbas postizas. Lo encontré sumamente interesante como cabía perfectamente con su hábito de borrar características genéricas en sus obras, pero no tuve la menor idea cómo incorporar esto dentro de la tesina.

Sab de Gertrudis Gómez de Avellaneda

It's my blog and I'll...

...talk about shoes and clothes if I want to. I got the shopping jones something fierce today. I knew that proposing Thrift Center or Value Center would be futile (and it would be antisocial to go alone), and since we were heading up to Napa, the Outlets would have to do. In the Barney's outlet I had a moment of illumination which needs a little bit of confessionary background... I did watch Sex and the City and enjoyed every season but the last, which got a little annoying with the product placement and its ventimoronic story lines. I also found Carrie's obsession with shoes a little tiresome and more than a little ridiculous, so this morning in Barney's, just for "shits and giggles", I tried on this pair of Manolo Blahnik "huaraches."

I totally get it now.


And while I'm on the subject, I think it might be time for a new (and maybe littler) LBD.

¡¿This Is Why I'm Hot?! 26/10

After having heard the song at the ARC earlier today, I finally get around to looking up the lyrics to find out why rapper Mims (¡¿Mims?!) is hot and the disappointment is palpable. Not only is the reason vague and unsatisfying - "I'm hot 'cause I'm fly," but the even more incomplete follow-up explains why (male) listeners can't aspire to hotness - "You ain't 'cause you're not." Among other faux pas and absences of logic the rapper at one points says that he goes from " 'Frisco to Sac-Town." While we don't really don't call it " 'Frisco" we do sometimes say "Sac-Town." Tourist or not, I hope he left before 3:00 or after 7:00 because traffic in that direction is hella bad.

Rob Harvilla of The Village Voice offered this logical/grammatical analysis of the song.

I'd also been wondering what exactly Anthony and Geoff in 116 have access to, and the t-shirt Anthony had on today toyed with my curiosity until the elevator we were sharing reached the 3rd floor and I had to ask, "Really?".

Sin título 25/10

Why I'll never make it in the translating business - I'd denigrate that wonderful first sentence of La Regenta, "La heroica ciudad dormía la siesta."

The heroic city was taking a siesta. Loses something in translation

The heroic city slept the siesta. ???

The heroic city was napping. No cultural context.

The heroic city was having a lie down.

The heroic city was snoozing.

The heroic city was slumbering. OK, maybe, maybe... was dozing

The heroic city slumbered. dozed A bit closer.

The heroic city was catching 4o winks. ...catching some zzz's ...getting some shut-eye.

The heroic city was partaking in post-prandial respite.

The heroic city was logging some rack time

Wednesday's child/Un día de la mier...coles. 24/10

This might explain a few things.

Los "días de ésos", en su mayoría, son los miércoles. Apartarme de la oficina ayudó un poco, desayunar también, igual que la lectura de Chernon-Deutsch (esp. la parte de la función de lenguaje en La Regenta). Quitarme las gafas e insertar los lentes de contacto me hizo sentir algo más viva. Hablar con una amiga y seguir sus consejos también ayudó. El ejercicio. Aunque sea miércoles corrí los 38 min. y sí ayudaron un poco las endorfinas, pero solo hasta que me puse a levantar pesas. Me senté en la primera máquina y me invadió de nuevo la tristeza fuerte. Ya sé que hacer ejercicio puede servir (o sorprender) de una especie de catarsis, pero eso de las ganas de llorar en público "a moco y baba" a la Galdosiana es ridículo...lo que por fin funcionó para quitármela fue el seminario. Por 3 horas no pensé en nada que no fuera literatura decimonónica. Y esto me convenció más que nada, de que sí, ¡me encanta! Di la presentación sin accidente.