how to get through the day...
I've been reading Leonard Cohen's Beautiful Losers and its a marvelous, winding, tangenty kind of book. It's also pretty graphic, detailing a lost man's thoughts about relationships, love, and loss. My friends at work have been accusing me of reading porn though, due to its wordy descriptions and power to make me giggle aloud.
The teasing has gotten out of hand though, and I'm a bit astounded about being labelled a perv when they have monthly subscriptions to both Cosmo and Maxim, soft core porn if I've ever seen it. I don't think there's anything wrong with displays of nubile young bodies, or even learning about 50 ways to please your lover, but mygod. I think the real discussion here is about reading literature and scarfing cheese. Sad, sad, sad.
Another sorrowful thing that has caught my attention is this: my girl, who goes to Anishnaabe school is starting to learn the language. It's going nicely, but it's also slow work. The sad thing? My neice who doesn't go to Anishnaabe school but does watch an awful lot of television actually knows about the same amount of Spanish as Kole does Ojibway. All thanks to Dora the Explorer.
Hmmm... what is this world coming to?