Monday, May 29, 2006
I read Schliemann again through a good portion of the morning shift; after ten I shall return to the Lauree Lair to continue reading until the student recreation center opens. I might swim after I ride Dieter and Javier, for surely people spend Memorial Day... not swimming...
I rather wish Civil War veterans were still around, but I suppose they are extinct. Now one must make do with World War II. I found My War by Andy Rooney, of all distinguished United States veterans, to be quite good. I received his book in high school for some birthday or Christmas. Then I went on an "autobiography kick" of sorts, reading works about Harpo Marx, Groucho Marx, Malcolm X, and Eleanor Roosevelt.
From a sociological studies perspective The Autobiography of Malcolm X is most interesting, but I consider Harpo Speaks! my favorite of this genre, because his narrative is incidentally telling of an era about which I know even less of than the sixties. In the duration of a week of their childhood, the Marx brothers did more stuff than I expect to do in a lifetime. It forces me to consider quitting school, as I won't ever make money, anyhow.
Which Victoria's Secret Angel are you?

Tyra Banks
You are easygoing, sweet, and care for others!
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[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 7:17 AM]