Friday, August 10, 2007
I finished reading a library book about Sophocles' Oedipus at Colonus. I did not read Oedipus at Colonus; I just read a commentary. When one has a thorogh commentary, why bother sludging through the actual play? I shall be resourceful, to make use of the extensive bibliography, which contains many general works about the tragic genre.
I mananged to kill the battery on my car. I had sat down in it to adjust the mirrors, find the blinker, headlights, etc., then left it in the alley behind my backhouse. Apparently, I neglected to turn the headlights off, for when I went to start it two days ago, nothing happened. I need this vehicle to transport goods from the dorm to my new place of residence, but a dead vehicle does me no good. No one I know has the cables or know-how required to revive it.
Oh, well.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 4:30 PM]