| Secondhand Rants | Rock on, Sisyphus |
I’m going to cop out today, gentle reader, and offer you a quote instead. Those of you who are working will probably find this even more relevant. It’s from Life of Pi.
“I have nothing to say of my working life, only that a tie is a noose, and inverted though it is, it will hang a man nonetheless if he’s not careful.”
Amen, brother, amen.
Test Monkey No. 6 sprained his ankle while gallivanting with his loved one, so let’s hope he gets better soon. On a purely selfish level, I want my dose of good, wholesome Vitamin Tennis. On a purely altruistic level, I’m going to have to break both his legs if he doesn’t heal soon.
I’m having the greatest difficulty getting into The Secret Life of Bees, gentle reader, and I’ve read and reread the first few pages at least three times now. I’m not quite sure why it’s so tough to get into, especially since the cover looks and feels so pleasant.
So I switched to Life of Pi, and things have been smooth sailing ever since. Yann Martel, the back cover tells me, worked as a dishwasher, security guard, and a tree planter. Call it ignorance, call it snootiness, but I would’ve never pegged the last security guard I saw a writer. And I am duly rebuked. Martel’s prose is so charming, so electric, that the 300-something pages are going to be a guaranteed pleasure.