Not much to report: I'm packing up for my move on Monday. I've scouted out the local library branch and they have an outside return box that ought to be the perfect venue to pull off a reverse-heist on my long-overdue books. I'm going to hit that spot very late tonight, and then I'll finally have those books off my conscience.
My flight leaves on Monday morning, and I don't want to be dragging my heavy bed frame out of my room and to the curb at the crack of dawn on Monday, so I'll do that on Sunday instead and stay the night at Excalibur, where I plan on staying up in my room, knocking back a pint of whiskey and watching whatever reality job marathon Discovery might be running.
Regarding the recent drinking history: I had a few beers on March 17th, then I had a few more on April 16th and 17th, and now I plan on having some whiskey and a few free first class (courtesy of the old/new employer) airline drinks on May 16th and 17th. This two days-a-month pattern may hold...if I don't dwell on it too much.
Speaking of dwelling on things to ones detriment, once I'm back in New England, I plan on covering
Hamlet, as I know how much you guys love and miss my Shakespeare stuff
Hamlet levelled himself something fierce, so that's of a piece with what I've been writing about recently; in addition to that, while packing up I ran into a book I have on
Hamlet by Harold Bloom, the recently deceased Yale Sterling Professor of Humanities, and I remember him writing about how Hamlet is smarter than us: i.e. smarter than Harold Bloom: Yale professor and one of the most famous literary critics of all time.
So that's interesting, because Hamlet seems to do some pretty dumb things after the ghost of his father orders him to avenge his murder. I'd like to go through the play with that in mind and see what we can find regarding signs of Hamlet's purportedly vast intellect.
Last edited by suitedjustice; 05-14-2021 at 05:22 PM.