convenient props & facile plot devices

this book i just finished reading, inkheart, was good, but the writer had an annoying habit of placing things conveniently into the story. like, afterthoughts that would sure help out, but they weren't placed before, but she just sort of placed them in when needed. annoyingly unsupported props & devices. as per such prigzamples:

- at dustfinger's signal, farid had drawn his knife, too. dustfinger had bought it for him in the village by the sea.... [p348]
isn't that convenient. a knife, just when he needed one, and ooops, forgot to tell you dustfinger had bought it for him earlier.

- basta's breath smelled of mint, fresh & sharp. apparently, a girl he'd once wanted to kiss had told him he had bad breath. [p357]

again, quite convenient about the minty fresh breath with the facile explanation thrown in as an afterthought.

- at that, fenoglio reached under his pillow and put a flashlight in her lap. [p360]
what is he, a magician? hellz to the no! too convenient! too easy! handy dandy flashlight right when they needed it.

sheesh. have a little pride, as an author. fold your ideas into the story. build the plot. don't rely on the consistent use of the prop ex machina.

also, the geographical setting is disturbingly unclear. are we in america? europe? what's with the tunnels & the seashore? the setting in time is also unclear to the point that it's not interesting, it's simply downright annoying. are we in "present day" or "future"? the only thing that is clear is that we are not in the "past", but based on the descriptions of some of the locales, we are either in the now or in some sort of parallel universe or in some sort of post-modernistic future. the world that is given is not supported sufficiently to make it seem real, and the leap of faith to accept it as such is simply too great a leap.

i am not sorry i read it, b/c i wanted to know what the fuss was all about. however, now, i do still want to know what all the fuss is about. at least i can speak from experience when i query... what is all the fuss about? in the post-harry era, are we so hungry for magic that we will stoop to this type of poorly written stuff?

currently reading magyk, book one of the septimus heap series. intriguingly, septimus dies right off the bat! i have my theories as to where he ended up, and who jenna really is, but i'll keep those to myself for now. so far, the world built by angie sage is much more attractive than that built by cornelia funke. but, what would you expect from sage vs. funke!

starting a list

i am starting a list of the reasons i am voting for mccain-palin. these will be as specific as possible -- things that they are verifiably in favor of that i am in favor of. real solid reasons i am voting for the g-o-p ticket this year.

- pro-life
- explore off-shore drilling & possibly drilling in alaska
- make the tax cuts permanent
- strengthen ethical standards in govt
- eliminate the influence of big-moneyed interests
- stop congressional earmarks
- affordable & accessible health care thru market-based solutions
- strengthen border security
- build on the success achieved in iraq
- security through power

what do you think? are these important issues to you? are there other issues that are important? what is your stance on the issues?

sarah palin for vp

on the one hand, i am excited -- she is someone new, young, different, from outside washington, ready to shake things up, and on the other hand, i am realizing that is exactly what obama is promising and exactly why i do not think he's ready to be president. on the other hand [how many hands do i have, anyway??], i do think obama would make a better v-p candidate than a presidential candidate, so i am at least somewhat consistent.

sheesh.

do i think i would like sarah-p personally because she is a feisty woman with 5 kids who likes the great out of doors & hunts & fishes? hellz-yeh! do i admire her because she went ahead with the birth of her down syndrome son, knowing he had down syndrome the entire time? hellz-yeh! do i admire the way she took on good-ol'-boy alaska politics and threw a monkey wrench in their pork-barrel system? hellz-yeh! would i be comfortable thinking she was representing me in talks with ahmadinejad? gulp... uh... hell, no?

i am not certain what the v-p does. who is? but, i do think there is a large element of foreign policy negotiation traditionally thrust on the veep b/c... uh... what else is he doing? he's got to earn his keep, eh? gets a nice house, salary, use of air force 2. needs to do something productive, so they generally scuttle him off to handle foreign dignitaries. perhaps mccain will handle the foreign dignitaries himself, and li'l sarah-p can learn how things work. alternately, she can not learn how things work, and she can make things work the way she thinks they should.

what about obama & the lack of experience? experience is much more essential as a president than a v-p, eh? i mean, the veep can spend time learning and take on more & more duties. also, let's remember that the cabinet, chiefs of staff, senate & house leadership, supreme court all play their parts in running the country. i am not totally convinced the pres & veep do that much, anyway. how much power do those 2 people have, in our system of checks & balances? it's more a question of whose face do you want to be the face of you, to the world.

let's talk a wee bit about rules.

i was going to outline extensive rules for clothing volume in the workplace, but decided that instead of writing out the rules, i would explore the idiocy. it is so much more fun that way. firstly, i am speaking of actual, noise-level type volume. not volume as in mass or weight. volume as in decibels too much shut up. here's the deal - today my coworker was wearing loud clothing. again, not loud as in bright & colorful - loud as in loud. keep up, okay? good. so, this loud clothing was apparently a combination of corduroy & taffeta. putting aside the clear fashion disaster of corduroy & taffeta - these are loud fabrics. all swishing and swooshing and rustling and ristling. i know you admire my restraint in not duct taping this coworker to her chair for the duration.

now, another set of rules that i wish to discuss: crossword puzzle rules. anyone who does crossword puzzles knows there are rules. okay, i am not talking about write the letters in the squares rules. that's just... dur. i am talking about the clue rules. there are rules about how to set up the clues that give little useful hints like whether the answer is an abbrev or is a phrase [2 words], and so on. i know you can see what i am doing here. do you do crossword puzzles? if so, you know that sometimes the writer doesn't follow the clue rules. there is nothing more aggravating when you're trying to do a puzzle than to realize that the writer didn't follow the rules. it's like trying to read a map without the legend. it's basically just stupid on the writer's part.

that's what i've got. the lines are open. call in now to tell me what you think.

today it was gray & rainy all day, and the leaves are starting to fall, and i like it that way.

one of my pet peeves is when somebody acts like they are going to do something - like at a task work - and then they don't actually do it. like - oh, i will handle that, no problem, totally under control. and then, like in a week, i am all like, hey, did you get that done? and, they are all like, no, i have been really busy. see? it's a pain.

cereal affairs

crappy green team outdoor season began with a loss. thank you for your support.

i would have to say my favorite cereal is cap'n crunch. i am also a fan of cheerios & honey-nut cheerios, but frankly, the cheerful o's make me a little gassy. uh-huh. also a fan of life. the cereal, dur. i mean, i am a fan of life as in living, double-dur. but, we are discussing cereal. i am a fan of life cereal. so, #1 is cap'n crunch with probably life in #2. cheerios #3. wait. wrong.

1. cap'n crunch
2. honey smacks [formerly sugar smacks]
3. life
4. cheerios/honey-nut cheerios
5. chex - corn or rice
6. lucky charms
7. raisin bran
8. wheat chex
9. frosted mini-wheats
10. cinnamon toast crunch

frosted mini-wheats are the best cereal dry, so if we were making a dry cereal list, it would be a different list. for cereal w/ banana, chex is the top. i mean, cap'n crunch w/ banana? please, no. lucky charms win the prize for cereal with candy in it. heh heh. sneak a wee bit of candy in there with the cereal. speaking of prizes - what ever happened to prizes in cereal boxes? nowadays it's all this send away for it shizzle. bring back prizes in the boxes, man! i am watching these folks protesting outside the democratic national convention, and not one of them is protesting for the prizes to be put back in the cereal boxes. where are their priorities?

ereh si eloop yrneh

went to see this movie tonight. it was surprisingly spiritual. of course, i had really very little idea what it would be like - just some snippets from the newspaper - but i simply don't expect that level of spirituality from hollywood. it was actually more than mere new-age spirituality - it was christianity. it was about hope, esperanza, it was about patience, kindness, generosity, happiness. but, it was fundamentally about our relationship with the creator of the universe. i would have liked a different ending. the ending was dramatic, but somehow did not tie things up satisfactorily - seemed too easy. very unexpected in the movie was a superior performance by george lopez.

tomorrow marks the start of the outdoor soccer season with the crappy green team playing against someone of which i do not know right now. come & watch us! yeah, i know, yer busy. well, at any rate, we are playing. the new indoor season started a few wks ago. b/c the daggum seasons back up to each other the way they do, i cannot remember if we have played 2 games or 3 in this season. well, at any rate, we are playing. indoor, outdoor, everywhere a door-door, old mcdonald had a door, e-i-e-i-o.... [insert jazz hands].... yeah!

peace out, yo.

for today's adventure

we are going to pack mini-me's car.

boo-hoo!!

tonight is striped suit night on the news. two commentators and a reporter and even a dead guy were all in pinstripes.

did you ever have a dos computer? not a "spanish word for two" computer. a disk-operating-system, dos, computer. like, before windows. did you know there were computers before windows? oh, helz-yeh. at first, you pretty much had to tell the computer step-by-step what you wanted to do, but it wasn't too long before some folks invented word processors and spreadsheets and other programs. but, the computers were still dos, which means they did not have windows, which means - you could only do one thing at a time. one.thing.at.a.time. like, open a spreadsheet, work in it a while, then save it & close it. then, open the word processor and write a memo. and, if you wanted to copy some stuff from the spreadsheet to the memo, you had to write it down - that's right - write it down like on a piece of paper with a pencil... and then retype it into the word processor. there was no copying between programs. there was barely copying within a program. marking a block & copying it & pasting it was a major hassle. oh, and there was no mouse. oh, and there was no email. like, you would write this memo & spreadsheet, and then print them out on your daisy-wheel printer and staple them together and drop them into the company mail box. and, when was this dark-ages of computing? when were we all stumbling & bumbling around in pre-windows ignorance? oh... let's see... that would be a looong time ago, right? yeah, like 20 years. hmm... not that long, eh?

blogger is all the time introducing new features. who is using these new features? i am not even using all the existing features. sheezle.

best to be said?

if you hear a song, and the best you can say about it is that it doesn't bother you - is that a sterling endorsement?

ode to the coffee beanery

how do i love thee? let me count the ways.
i love thee to the depth and breadth and height
of your odours, when flavour's out of sight,
to the ends of being and ideal grace.
i love thee to the level of everyday's
most quiet need - a booth with window light.
i love thee justly, with hazelnut & creme;
i love thee purely, simple blended, black.
i love thee as a childhood bedtime dream,
forgetting griefs, never turning back.
i love thee with a love i thought to lose
with my lost youth. i love thee with the breath,
the very breath of life! but, this is true -
i will not love thee better after death.

in case you didn't notice, it is 08.18.08.

dept chief brenda lee johnson, who is the closer on the closer, carries a super bag that she doesn't seem to have any trouble carrying around, and which hold all her stuff, and doesn't seem to be too heavy. it's like... magical. okay, she just now almost konked someone on the head with it, but it's kind of magical.

what is your favorite seafood? hey, and speaking of seafood, why do we call all fish seafood? some of it is decidedly not from the sea. some of it is from rivers and lakes. and, ponds. anyhootle - where was i? oh, right. favorite seafoods. i am a fan of the shellfish varietals - shrimp, clams, muscles, scallops. tough & chewy little nuggets of yumminess. lobsters & crab are good, too, but not really all they are cracked up to be. cracked? lobsters? crab? cracked? get it? hur hur huuuuurrrr... right, so lobbies & crabbies are a wee bit more trouble than they are worth. i mean, yummy & all, but c'mon. now, if you want to pull all that yumminess out for me, you go right ahead. i will surely eat it up. what about you -- what kind of seafood do you like best?

scallops come in these pretty li'l shells. isn't it sweet?

books 2008

currently:
inkheart
[cornelia funke]

completed:
bones to ashes
[kathy reichs]
touchstone
[laurie r. king]
irish tiger
[andrew greeley]
the bishop at the lake
[andrew greeley]
break no bones
[kathy reichs]
cross bones
[kathy reichs]
fatal voyage
[kathy reichs]
monday mourning
[kathy reichs]
bare bones
[kathy reichs]
grave secrets
[kathy reichs]
cause celeb
[helen fielding]
death du jour
[kathy reichs]
déjà dead
[kathy reichs]
playing for pizza
[john grisham]
the big over easy
[jasper fford]
the life all around me by ellen foster
[kaye gibbons]
the name of the wind
[patrick rothfuss]
eat, pray, love
[elizabeth gilbert]

olympics-books-olympics -- it's like a sammich... oooo... sammich... i am hungry.

olympic women's beach volleyball. u-s-a team had 14 errors in the match that would have put them into the medal round. you really cannot expect to win with that level of errors, and they did, in fact, not win.

we were not actually in hot-lanta this weekend - we were in a suburb. or, an office-urb. like, an office park & shopping mall area. there were huge, wide roads and office buildings everywhere - and no people. b/c it was the weekend - they were all at home, not at work. so, that was sort of oddish, the no-people factor. but, they kind of came out after dark and crowded up the eateries and the shopping areas. one of the shopping areas was a b&n which was two stories high and had escalators! it was just simply huge. i got 4 books for $20. not sure if that is related directly to the hugeness of the setting, but there you have it - bargains.

should i read the liberry books first? probably. hmmm... so many books to choose from!

did you see michael phelps win his 8th gold medal of these olympic games? they just now called him the greatest olympian ever, and i suppose they are basing that on medals won, but aren't there athletes who compete in sports where there aren't that many medals available? i mean, what about... say... doubles tennis? there is only one medal for women's doubles tennis. venus & serena williams won the gold. are they somehow less great as athletes because they did not win 8 medals? there is no way in their sport to win 8 medals in 1 olympics if you are a tennis player. i am not sure the quantity of medals equates to the greatness, precisely. what do you think?

hot stuff

hot professional in hot-lanta for hot symposium on hot professional topics.

that's me, ya doof.

note to lady at georgia welcome center: *511 is a fone number, not a radio station.

note to lady at north georgia starbux: i don't want my coffee with $1.77. i will pay you $1.77. do you see the diff? oh, and just hand me the change & the coffee without going all momster on me. i can handle what you hand to me. i have managed drive-thrus for years now. right? right.

barbie is a communist harlot.

nick nolte is 68 yrs old, just had a baby last year, and greatly resembles george carlin. nick, that is, not the baby. well, except ol' georgie is dead. i mean, nick resembles what george looked like before george was dead.

right.

he is speaking of childbirth which reminds me that i didn't tell you to welcome li'l ricky. li'l ricky showed up a few nights ago. he came out at 9lb10oz. fat li'l ricky! not sure how much we'll see or hear about li'l ricky. not like we hear about beavis. but, we love him, eh? yeah, we do.

'scuse me now, but i have to go pack my bags. going to a big, important bidness symposium this weekend. dress is bidness casual. that could mean just about anything, eh? yeah, it could.

tell da bishun

never did watch two & a half men or everybody loves raymond when these shows were on in prime-time, but sometimes do catch them now in syndication. if you have ever watched them, then you know that each is the same over & over again. i don't know how they lasted so long. two & a half men is about how the one brother's a playboy drifter and the other's a more-stable professional chiropractor, but ironically, the more-stable brother is the one who lost his home but won his son in a divorce and now the brother&son live with the playboy brother in his bachelor pad which is kept up by a cranky, smart-alec housekeeper and frequently visited by the brothers' alcoholic mother. the plot every week is that the playboy is the bad-boy who turns out to be the unexpected hero, and the more-stable brother is the neurotic loser who cannot hold his life together.

with everybody loves raymond, you've got ray & his wife & kids living within apparent walking distance of his brother [never able to determine for sure if this is an older or younger brother] and his parents. ray's italian, and his mother is domineering and emotional. ray's father is inappropriate & bitter. ray's brother's a cop. ray's a sports-writer, a profession which is not taken seriously. ray's wife is a long-suffering saint-martyr who puts up with all the foibles of her husband and eccentricities of her in-laws. the plot every week involves ray's wife & mother having a fight, ray's father hiding out either literally or figuratively to get away from said fighting, ray's brother being misunderstood, and ray not getting enough sex.

now, contrast these stereotypical shows with friends, seinfeld, and cosby - other classics. the characters in these shows are somewhat typed, of course, b/c sitcoms are not precisely about character development. sitcoms are about situation & comedy - hence: sit-com. the comedy that arises from situations. the problem with raymond and men is that the situations are the same every week. with friends, seinfeld, and cosby, the situations were different and the resolutions were different. i mean, of course, there are recurring themes in these shows. that's what gives the shows continuity and life, but each episode was not the exact same. also, with friends, seinfeld, and cosby, the characters do change, grow, develop... slowly - like people change, grow, and develop in real life. over the years, the characters change, the situations change. on raymond and men, the characters & situations do not seem to change at all.

in conclusion, some shows are better than others.

grocery yesterday, coupon today.

went to publix yesterday and got some groceries. forgot my $5 off coupon. went back today with the receipt & the coupon, got my $5+tax. w00t! go publix!

did you see the men's 4x100 freestyle relay? sheezle! everyone but the loser broke the world record - which means the u-s-a won won won won won in ultimate style! in-cred-i-ble!

i approve of oatmeal raisin cookies w/ a cup of coffee. yes, of this i approve. the only thing that would be better would be oatmeal scotchies, but you know, nobody ever makes those. like chess pie - a forgotten dessert. mmm.... oatmeal scotchies.

is bob costas related to peter costas? peter is a golf analyst. cannot find info on whether he's related to bob. bob's a sports commentator, in case you didn't know.

got a chance to see beavis today. one would say that these were not the best of circumstances, but any chance to see beavis is a chance to see beavis. it is what it is. he's sitting up & rolling over. almost like a real dog. hur hur hur....

happy birthday, to my elvis!

yes, i have a bruise from the himalaya ride. stupid double-riding ridey rides. sheesh. here is something i learned while riding the himalaya - mount rushmore is in the himalayans. did i mention that already. here is a pic of the lovely centrifugal machine.

just found out kara lawson's on the olympic basketball team. i am a kara fan. she played at u-t and now is a commentator on a major network. i don't remember which. let's go find out, eh? [insert googling kara lawson here.] kara is an analyst with e-s-p-n and also a guard with the sacramento monarchs. the monarchs won the western div championship last year. who knew? here's a pic of kara in her b-ball uni. she looks a wee bit different when she's doing her analyst thang for the network, but i am not going to search all day for pics for you. i know you know how to google.

today i ran 10 miles. there was a deal of walking involved, but i still finished in under 2 hours, so that is good by me. also went to the grocery & did some laundry. thinking the laundry may still be waiting in the machinery. hrm. hrm. why don't you get up & go get it for me, eh? yeah? good!

a fairly good fair

went to the county fair today with mini-me. that's right - the county fair. we saw produce & livestock - ginormous tomatoes, ginormous rabbits, ginormous horns on the longhorn steer. we examined 4-h projects and petted alpacas. we tasted fresh lemonade and listened to blue grass music. we rode the ferris wheel, the matterhorn [ha, ha, j/k - it was the himalayan], the alpine bobs, the ion, and the bumper cars. the ferris wheel & the himalayan we rode 2x each ride -- that is, when the ride was over, we just sat there and asked do we have to get off?, and the carneys would just give in & let us ride again. we got the carney running the ion ride to turn on the lights on the ride. the trick is that we were just nice & asked them sweetly. carneys don't have a lot of teeth, i noticed, so i am fairly certain they liked the attention. at any rate, it got us what we wanted - free rides.

overall, it was going to be a fine day at the fair, but something else happened that made it a spectacular day. mini-me won 2 ribbons in the photo contest! w00t! yeah, she is quite talented. she must come from a solid gene pool.

the kid in this movie reminds me of my brother

here is something i wanted to talk to you about - what not to say in emails at work.

-- don't use slang like yeppers, nopers, and whatevs. save it for fb or myspace or your piddly li'l blog nobody reads. in business correspondence, it does not make you appear hip to use slang - it makes you appear clueless. not only clueless about business and how to communicate businessly, but also clueless about slang b/c those words are out as soon as they are in. drop 'em.

-- don't use abbreviations like b/c or ppl or u that are supposed to be hip. w/ is okay - it's been around forever. approx is okay. fyi, info, asap - all okay. just don't use anything supposably new & funky. fyi - see above for info on cluelessness.

-- don't use numbers in place of words. i really should not have 2 explain this 4 u.

-- don't whine about how long an assignment took you to put together. i actually got this in email today: although it was very time consuming, i put this document together for you and hope you find it helpful. for realz, yo? time-consuming? it's your freakin' job. stop whining about how it takes time to do your job.

-- don't confuse its, it's, there, their, they're, your, you're. you know the drill. grammar rox.

-- don't tell your boss everything. ;-) and, take it easy on the smilies.

books 2008

currently:
bones to ashes
[kathy reichs]

completed:
touchstone
[laurie r. king]
irish tiger
[andrew greeley]
the bishop at the lake
[andrew greeley]
break no bones
[kathy reichs]
cross bones
[kathy reichs]
fatal voyage
[kathy reichs]
monday mourning
[kathy reichs]
bare bones
[kathy reichs]
grave secrets
[kathy reichs]
cause celeb
[helen fielding]
death du jour
[kathy reichs]
déjà dead
[kathy reichs]
playing for pizza
[john grisham]
the big over easy
[jasper fford]
the life all around me by ellen foster
[kaye gibbons]
the name of the wind
[patrick rothfuss]
eat, pray, love
[elizabeth gilbert]

what i learned today...

the proper pronounciation of the word "genre" is "john-ray".

when folks are singing at the office, it is not okay to punch them.

how to have a productive conversation:
office lady - i had to iron my son's shirt so he could go to work. ace, how old are yer kids?
ace - old enough to iron their own shirts.

yeah. in other news, we went to see the dragon emperor mummy movie. it was very good. a funny & exciting adventure with pretty people in pretty clothes. i don't know that i would call it a must-see, but it's def a good time.

spots & wires

i spotted for you 101010 and 102201 on the same odometer, so i am clearly a wee bit behind in communicating my spots. there you have it.

chemistry or physics? i am a fan of physics, myself. building things & moving things, that's more my style. mixing stuff together never caught my fancy. well, except for mixing foods together. yum.

wwwtc? nwwtc? anyone heard anything? not yet, eh?

there is something funny going on around here. bumps & thumps outside. the lights blink - once, twice, three times. the internet connection goes out. then, it all comes back on again. oooo - spooky!

have you ever seen the show saving grace? that holly hunter has some boss biceps & triceps & forearms & all that shizzle. she's small, but wireeeyyyy! they always have her all in sleeveless tops and mid-drifts and so forth & so on. showing a lot of that wirey skin. but, talkin' 'bout spooky - it's kinda spooky for some reason. probably b/c she is so danged wireeyy.

08.03.08, non-repeating

my weather sticker is wrong. the weather on my homepage is reporting a local temp of 62º. in actuality, it is at least 25º hotter than that. mayhaps the weather station has relocated to cooler climes. this is the weather station i have been counting on for my barometric pressure readings, and so now we can see those may all be off. i shall have to begin again with the entire study of barometry.

this book i am reading -- touchstone -- i am finally nearly done with it, and since i have spent so much time with it, i am going to miss the characters quite a bit, but what i won't miss is the pace. laurie king is generally a faster-paced writer, but this book was rather slow. good, but slow. part of the slowness was the natural tendency for life to run slower in the time period in which the story is set -- britain in 1926 -- but part of the slowness stems from a technique king employeed in this book. she told the story from many points of view, specifically telling & retelling particular pieces of the story from different p-o-v's, making one feel one was backtracking across the landscape. for every step forward, there was a step back, or if not back precisely, then sideways. it's a valid technique for sharing p-o-v, but it makes for a feeling of starting & stopping. the pace, as it were, is jerky. it is billed as a novel of suspense, but something is missing in the buildup. it is suspenseful when the plot is moving, but simply frustrating when it is not.

overall, though, i recommend it. and, now, i am going to finish it off.

of toenails & service

advice on cutting toenails... if one is, say, preparing for a night out, and one is taking ones time. perhaps one has on the sink a cup of coffee one is enjoying while preparing for the night out. if one is cutting toenails, it would behoove one to take care so as to not flick or fling toenails into ones coffee. just sayin'.

have you ever seen the movie bicentennial man? makes one wonder about machines & emotions, thinking & feeling, n'est-ce pas? oui, it do. watching it right now, and it's odd how andrew, the robot played by robin williams, is like dobby from harry potter. both refer to themselves as "one" - as in, "one wishes to cook dinner." or whatever. also, both are totally all about serving. "one wishes to be of service," andrew says over & over. they are both constantly looking to please their masters. also, neither wears clothing, and to both, clothing symbolizes acceptance by humans. to dobby, clothing provides freedom from slavery. to andrew, it's not a freedom from service that clothing provides, but a different sort of dignity. later, after he has had clothing for a dozen years, andrew wishes freedom, but dobby understands freedom immediately upon receiving clothing. both, after obtaining freedom, continue to serve.

perhaps i am overanalyzing this, eh? at any rate, the toenail advice... that is solid.

happy new month!

c'est août. est-ce que vous sentez différemment? pouvez-vous déterminer le moment lorsque le nouveau mois commence, et l'ancien mois s'éteint? ou, ne vous dormez à travers lui? moi, je dors pendant à presque tout ce qui se passe à minuit.

it is august. do you feel different? can you tell the moment when the new month begins and the old month shuts down? or, did you sleep through it? me, i sleep through most everything that happens at midnight.