27.8.09

Dominick Dunne (1925-2009)

I usually dont like to mourn people publicly, but i had the compulsion to share this with you guys. Dominick Dunne's columns were always something i looked forward to in each issue of Vanity Fair. His wit, vibrancy and elegance in style kept me hooked until the last word. I always felt so attached to him whenever i read his articles and that could only be acheived by great spirit and skill. This is truly saddening news. The world has lost a wonderful journalist. May you rest in peace Dominick Dunne.

25.8.09

OMG!


Thats an actual bank!
so nice 9a7? a natural foods store here.
hey guys. walla walla sorry!! i tried to post that other day from my Google phone (yes i finally got it!!) but it went AWOL on me and i didnt know what to do. So i think its about time to tell you guys that i've skipped the city of doom and gloom and moved to... the U-NITED states of MAYRKA. Why?? You ask, why do i want to move to a tiny town that looks kind of like Disney Land after i've lived in Paree? Because i want to get an ACTUAL EDUCATION thats why! So three days ago i took the Amtrak (with four suitcases ibyinfajron) to a town close to my jam3a (cause my jam3a town has one hotel and they didnt have rooms available). We get off the train right? Their's nothing. nothing. I saw a passing taxi and called the company and said we needed a van. They said we dont have vans. I said i just saw one pass. The woman says it was probably a medical van. I say yes of course a medical van would have METRO TAXI written on it. So she sends us a normal taxi. The man says he cant take us. I tell him i know that and he calls us a van. Apparently, he is the only taxi in town (literally, next time we needed a taxi he came) and we waited 45 minutes until a taxi came from another town. Ma8lab. Our hotel was in the middle of nowhere and my mother told me we need to get out after we went to 3 HUGE megastores and they didnt have a single adapter (cause ppl there ma isafroon), they didnt know what an adapter was. bes ya7lailhom, they were all so nice, even though the town was majorly ghetto. And we waited 55 minutes for a taxi to pick us up from this mall. So now i am in my jam3a town (finally got a reservation) and its SO CUTE!! Its this old colonial town with painted colonial houses in pastel colors and tiny stupid buildings that look like they came off a set from a happy movie about kids who frolick around in candy stores.
Mbarak 3alaikom il shahar by the way!!!

14.8.09

Quote of the Day


"Tell me one last thing" said Harry "is this real? Or has this been happening inside my head?"

Dumbledore beamed at him and his voice sounded loud and strong in Harry's ears even though the bright mist was descending again, obscuring his figure.

"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should it mean that it is not real?"

-Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by JK Rowling

10.8.09



I know i know what a stupid pun, but i couldn't resist! :) Finally, my book review is here! Well, ive set it up more for purposes of recommendation. Here it goes:
THE THRILLER/DETECTIVE SUMMER CHASER:
These are five fantastic books to finish off your summer with. I am a huuuge fan of gothic fiction (especially Victorian because thats where it gets most ridiculous) and detective fiction (also Victorian because that is when detective fiction developed!).
The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins: One of the greatest novels of the Victorian age! But dont be deterred by that lofty title. This book is the furthest away from stuffy as you can get. Not only is it a spectacular "whodunnit" concerning the loss of a large, sacred Indian diamond in Yorkshire, an evil uncle's revenge and three Indian Brahmins who would go to any lengths to get their sacred gem back but it also pulls apart Victorian English society. The story is told by different people throughout, written in their style and to the best of their memories. You will learn to love the old man Betteredge and his Robinson Crusoe fixation, and come to spite the tactlessly Bible-quoting Miss Clack. I will not say more except: Miss Verinder and co are not easily forgotten.
Self's Deception by Berhardt Schlink: Translated from German, this is a "whodunnit" set in the roughly modern age. Gerhard Self is a reserved PI who was hired by a high-ranking government official to find his daughter Leonore. The investigation leads him to places like a psychiatric hospital where he is told that she died. Then he discovers that she is alive and on the run. PI Self later finds himself in a web of deception as the investigation comes apart. Schlink is also the author of The Reader, the bestselling German novel that was made into a wonderful film a few months ago starring Kate Winslet.
The Talented Mr. Ripley by Patricia Highsmith: This needs no introduction. The quintessential con-artist and murderer, Ripley lives the high life in Venice and Rome under the name of Dickie Greenleaf, the wealthy son of parents who trusted Ripley to find and bring him back to America. Fascinating. I was holding my breath the whole time, thinking, hows he gona get out of it this time? Book over movie anyday.
The Haunted Hotel by Wilkie Collins: Again with the Venice. This is a tale of a dark countess who "steals" an innocent girl's husband and as she lives with him in his Venetian palazzo, servants dissapear and people start to die. The countess corners a doctor in the first chapter and asks" I want to know, if you please, whether i am in danger of going mad?" and then "she sat down again. In the plainest possible words, she began the strangest and wildest confession that had ever reached the doctor's ears." Come on! How can anyone resist?
The Suspicions of Mr. Whicher by Kate Summerscale: This is a reconstruction of events by Kate Summerscale of a gruesome domestic murder in early Victorian England. In the perfectly respectable Road Hill House, a child is murdered and the culprit is someone from inside the house. As investigators expose every inch of the family's lives to a voracious and wildly speculating public, the very fabric of English society begins to tear and the great Inspector Whicher and the Kent family's lives are tossed into the thick of the frenzy. This is an extremely interesting read. I was very pleased that it wasnt just some vulgar, voyeuristic reconstruction as so many of these "crimes of the past" books are. It was extremely insightful and Summerscale seems to have stuck to the facts while capturing perfectly the mood of the age, tirelessly detailing the rise of the detective into popular English society and the effect this high-profile case had on the national conciousness. Not to be missed!
Hope you guys like my suggestions and sorry for the super-bad posting these days. Honestly its not my fault, my life just wont give me a break!

Quote of the Day

"There is a bottom of good sense, Mr. Franklin, in our conduct to our mothers, when they first start us on the journey of life. We are all of us more or less unwilling to be brought into the world. And we are all of us right."
-Gabriel Betteredge in The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins