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Since I’ve started reading Atlas Shrugged, I’ve been told by many friends that I’m going to hit a spot where I get mad and want to stop. Somewhere around page 900, depending on what edition you’ve got. Well, I have to say, I’m nowhere near that point in the story, and I’m already pretty pissed…
Crappy image quality aside, I’m pretty disappointed. Granted, this seems to be more of a printing error than an editor’s oversight, and there is no way they can check every book, but I still find stuff like this distracting. I mean, had everything been lined up perfectly, I’d still be reading.
I guess that’s the thing about print media – the human quality it takes on, without even really meaning to. The hand that touched the page, that loaded the ink, that slipped the dust jacket on… or more accurately these days, the hand that flipped the switch on the machines and then dug itself back into a bag of Doritos. But the hand was there, and all of the cheesy fingerprints it leaves behind are what make the end product unique. Sometimes the colors on the Sunday comics are lined up all funny, and nobody really gives it any thought. Except me, maybe.
Anyway, I don’t know why I got so worked up. Maybe it’s just a bummer that the one flaw I come across in an otherwise perfect (so far, at least) piece of fiction is one that is totally not a fault of the author. But, if it’s gonna happen anywhere, I’m glad it’s on a page about James Taggart :)
These are from last week’s snow fall, but for some reason they never posted. It’s raining now and undoing everything, which is actually a good thing, as my neighbors don’t shovel and it’s a pain to have to walk twice as slow in the sub zero temperatures just to avoid falling on the ice. Everyone keeps saying it’s too early for the weather to be this bad, but it’s the middle of December in Chicago.
I haven’t really done any holiday shopping (buying things for myself doesn’t count), and I’m not really looking forward to it, either. I always come up with good ideas for gifts six months before hand and then forget when the time comes to buy them. I also never know what to ask for when my family asks what they should get for me, and it’s only after I don’t receive it, do I realize what I would have liked to get. Isn’t that how it always is?
Trying out this wordpress mobile app. If it works, it might mean the beginning of a lot more cat pictures, for better or for worse.
The perfect way to get into the holiday spirit? Take a ride on the Santa train, where the seats are upholstered in gingerbread patterns and the air smells like peppermint (for real!) and tinny Christmas music plays over the conductor’s speakers, and guys dressed up like elves hand out candy canes.
…to buy myself lots of presents!!! I’m particularly excited for this little beauty to arrive:
A super sweet collaboration between jewelry designer Verabel and artist/designer Alyson Fox.
