Posted by Sari
Mr. Sanders feels better, much better. Marko and Kummari fixed him. Yay. Even though my nerd credentials took a dive when I wasn't really sure how to change the thingummy where computer gets its power from. Maybe the fact that I have no idea what it is called in English is indicative of something. On the other hand, thingummy is such a nice word I rather use it anyway.
In other news: Darn them Canucks! On the other hand, with that line-up Sweden should have been able to beat them. Not that Canada had a bad team, it didn't. Even so, a little bit of mind over matter there. And quite a lot when we talk about USA. Their yogiberraish attitude took them to bronze medals. Then again, they had something to prove after the disasterous last tournament. And Finland. What can I say. Except KIMMO KUHTA. Hindsight is twenty-twenty, but I am so going to indulge for a bit. Kimmo Rintanen my...
Also, books, Obivously I have been on a reading binge this year. In addition to all the work stuff, and review stuff and evaluation stuff I have managed again to read just for fun. Firstly, Steph Swainston's weird, weird fantasy The Year of Our War. That book was acid. Which should not come as such a surprise as the main character is a winged immortal drug-addict who battles against giant insects. Acid, I tell you. If you like Miéville and William Barton get this book. There should be some left at Akateeminen. What are you waiting for?
I also finished Mary Gentle's 1610 which I loved. It is nowhere as weird as Swainston's novel, but it is a lovely Dorthydunnetlike alternative history novel. A samurai, a young swordsman and a middle-aged swordmaster cum spy swash and buckle their way through France, England and Japan trying to change the future. Shakespeare, James I, Rocicrucians and Armand Jean du Plessis are all involved somehow, and if that sounds too much like just another plotty Dumas-clone, let me add a modern twist by telling (spoiler!) that the young swordsman is actually a swordswoman with a sadistic bent and the swordsmaster is a bisexual closet masochist. Fun.
As was Diane Johnson's Le Divorce. A pleasant fluff with some insights to differences between French and American mentalities and some universal musings about families and in-laws. Russo's Empire Falls was a more serious effort to depict the life in a has-been factory town in New England. Beautiful writing and well rounded characters but I could care less about the subject matter.
That I guess is it. Unless I have again forgotten a book something. Which is quite possible. I was supposed to go to this party on Friday and I just plain forgot. My mind is defenitely going. Last night I even dreamed of how to foil the dastardly attempt by Russians to attack Hyderabad. (In this latest game I am Kajol, empress of the India and I have named all cities I have conquered from other civilizations after Bollywood stars. Shahrukh is building a factory while Mukherjee concentrates on irrigating nearby areas...)