Though I’ve posted some food photos this month, I haven’t used them for my 30 Days entries. Today is different. I’m back at The Compound from a ten-day staycation at Green Acres, so I have lots of those mundane chores that take up a person’s time when she’s been out of her daily routine. Bills and paperwork and general housekeeping matters. Tom and Tim took care of things very well in my absence–especially considering that Tim had some away time of his own during those days, and that EZ came to visit, meaning that Tom occasionally had the management of four Compound dogs and beautiful foster dog Penny to attend to.
So after sleeping in–and I mean WAY in, as until noon–I decided to fortify myself with a really good brunch and some good reading before getting on with it.
Eggs with fresh spinach and mushrooms and some crumbled bacon, whole wheat toast with a dollop of strawberry jam, half an apple, and iced coffee.I’m twenty-eight pages from finishing this leather-bound Douglas Adams omnibus I gave Tom back in June of 1991. Considering the month, I’m betting that I bought it as an anniversary present (we just had our twenty-third anniversary on June 18, which means we’re two years from silver–hardly seems possible, since I’m 35, but whatever). I never read the four books and epilogue in this collection because it got shoved into that “science fiction” room in my brain, a room that’s almost as dusty as “Textbooks for Classes You Hated With Every Fiber of Your Being, Including Biology and Educational Psychology.”
What made me start reading it? People I like and respect, including my nephew Daniel, referencing it on Twitter. And I have to say it’s been a delight. I’ve stumbled over the origin of all kinds of cultural references–for example, Babel fish–and my favorite Eeyorian android of all time, Marvin. Adams’s inventiveness is as much a part of my creative day as the breakfast. Very shortly, I’ll be telling him, “So long, and thanks for all the fish.”
I’ve thought about food as art but haven’t really cooked anything special lately. HHGTTG iss one everybody keeps telling to read but I have resisted because I am not a sci fi fan at all.
I don’t read science fiction either, so it’s kind of nice that I’ve enjoyed this. It has elements that remind me of Tom Robbins, whose novels I very much enjoy, and I’m sure its humor is part of its appeal to me.
I should probably read it one day. Someone of my generation really needs to get the references in everyday pop culture.
It’s geek culture–many of my friends and family are fluent–I’m not wired to be smart that way. But I’m killer in Baby Boom Trivial Pursuit.