This is one of my favorite albums.

I think the music is very soothing. I’m not sure why, except maybe for the repetition of reduce, reuse, recycle, but the song about recycling irks me. I really like “With My Own Two Hands.”

I love Ray Bradbury’s imagery. Let us hope that a day never comes where we must live out this story. Though I wonder what book I would choose to be if we do.

A friend of mine gave me a copy of Anton Chekhov and His Times which I have been enjoying. I read this play so I could learn more about Chekhov’s work. To appreciate this play I think it is best to put it into context. The serfs were freed in Russia in 1861 and the social change that ensued is at the center of a lot of works from the following years. In this play the orchard represents the old way of life.

Reading this book was an educational experience for me. Her discussion of literature has helped me to see Lolita and The Great Gatsby in a new light. What I learned most about was the social and political climate in Iran. I had tears in my eyes when reading about the horrible lengths people go to in the name of an ideology. This memoir is a testament to the power of the imagination. It imparts that imagination is needed for empathy and compassion. The villain in a novel, as in life, is the one who lacks imagination enough to empathize with others.

I have been listening to this in the car for two weeks straight and I still have not tired of it.

I seem to have misplaced it :/ or perhaps the gods have deemed I should not read it..or the monster under my bed ate it.

I’m not ripped yet, but I love the challenge.

I keep starting and stopping and asking myself if it is going to be worth it. How tempting that I have the option to say I have given up on this here at all consuming. I am extremely tempted, but I haven’t quite given up yet.

I have listened to this album so many times. This was my introduction to U2, and I am still ultra fond of it. This is one of the few albums that I know all the words to every song on.