October 3rd, 2002

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Reading is Inescapable

Today I went to the Salvadoran restaurant near our office and had the plato tipico--a pupusa, a chicken tamal, plaintains and yucca. As I checked out, the service fellow asked me if the newspaper told me anything interesting. I told him that it told me that Garland's library was having its annual book sale this weekend. The fellow, well into his twenties, told me he had just discovered the joys of reading books in the last six weeks. I told him to check out the sale, where books might go for as little as a dollar. He seemed particularly impressed by the notion that books could cost so little. I must go to Waxahachie this weekend for some function or other, so I do not believe I will get to partake of the book sale. But that fellow got me thinking of just how important books are to me, and have been since I understood what books were. Maybe heaven is a giant bookshelf, and endless time to read. Oh, with fried plaintains and pupusas handy, not to mention some lamb vindaloo.
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Now they've added a 6 a.m. Buffy re-run to complement the 7 a.m. Buffy re-run. Enterprise is off to a swimming start this season, and ER is surprisingly rejuvenated. The new Buffy season seems quite interesting indeed, and Angel's season starts soon. Law and Order and NYPD Blue both show real promise, despite their advanced years. They seem to have gotten people on Animal Planet besides that charming Austro-American couple who keep fondling snakes and lizards. I admit it--I love the new television season, and my weekday evenings become absorbed with "what I am to watch now?". The shows are all daemons, ready to divert my attention, but I don't mind a bit of foolish consistency, provided the episodes are new. I'm still amazed, parenthetically, that Shannen Doherty would leave Charmed (and yet so pleased with Rose McGowan),
surprised that Smallville's plots still seem fresh, saddened that Jill Hennessey could be upstaged by David Caruso (note to Crossing Jordan writers: low rent Hannibal Lector subplots do not dramatic tension provide--small quirky, character-driven shows should be, well, quirky and character-driven). I wish that the cast of Everwood were just one smidgen less earnest, and that damn Dawson's Creek didn't always conflict with something I like better.
Oh, and Felicity, I never thought I'd admit it, but I miss you....