A blog formerly known as Bookishness / By Charles Matthews

"Dazzled by so many and such marvelous inventions, the people of Macondo ... became indignant over the living images that the prosperous merchant Bruno Crespi projected in the theater with the lion-head ticket windows, for a character who had died and was buried in one film and for whose misfortune tears had been shed would reappear alive and transformed into an Arab in the next one. The audience, who had paid two cents apiece to share the difficulties of the actors, would not tolerate that outlandish fraud and they broke up the seats. The mayor, at the urging of Bruno Crespi, explained in a proclamation that the cinema was a machine of illusions that did not merit the emotional outbursts of the audience. With that discouraging explanation many ... decided not to return to the movies, considering that they already had too many troubles of their own to weep over the acted-out misfortunes of imaginary beings."
--Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Sibilant Rivalry

How do cats hiss? It's a very strange sound, sort of sibilant and guttural at the same time.

I ask this because Simon's home and Nicky's pissed off about it. After three days of mewing at every window, making us think that he was missing his brother, the first thing Nicky does when Simon comes back is hiss at him. It seems that he doesn't smell right.

Maggie heard Simon outside last night, and went out with the laser pointer -- their favorite toy: they can chase the lightning bug without stop. He ran off when he saw her, but she sat down on the walk and coaxed him back. He has lost weight, but seems otherwise okay.
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