Woof Woof., my name�s Crumpet. Pleased to meet you! ( wag wag )

I�ve been requested to hold forth, as it were, with a few comments about what everyone�s reading around here, and although I know you�d like very much to hear what I have to say, the fact of the matter is, I�m a dog. And we all know that dogs can�t read. Well, I don�t care if you can put forth a counterexample or a hundred, I�ll be honest with you, I can� t read as much as a single word of any human language except of course body language.

But I do pay attention to what�s going on around here, and let me tell you, it smells GREAT! And the little noises of birds and rodents and the AROMAS! There�s this particular part of the driveway, you wouldn�t BELIEVE what went through there just yesterday! I wish I could tell everyone about it, it�s just EXTRAORDINARY it�s enough to STOP you in your TRACKS! Whew!

Can I go out of character for just a second though? I�d like to let you know what everyone�s reading. Joe�s enjoying a myriad of books on nearly as many topics. The Curtiss Memorial library is moving to new quarters, so they�re encouraging their 12,000 patrons to check out as many books as they would like, then return them at the new location in about six weeks. Even though we have about 50 books checked out, we went back and got books about corn, rice, tomatoes, and several books about monarch butterflies, all they had. Of course, I had to wait in the back of the car, but hey! I�ve got water and the leave the windows, like, open!!!

Irene just got Michael Crichton�s AIRFRAME, which George read right away when she was in England. I was snoring on the couch the whole time, but he read it straight through, just like always! And he finally finished Janwillem Van de Wetering�s �Outsider in Amsterdam� a great book that can be picked up whenever you get back to it and read a few pages. van de Wetering�s like that. For me the one downside is that (I hope this doesn�t gross you out) I actually DRINK out of the TOILET. So with all this READING going on, when am I supposed to go slurp slurp slurp? Especially since that damn New Yorker started arriving! I mean, like, I am getting to be one THIRSTY DOGGIE!

Also a lot of yucks (which woke me up) were caused by �Matricide at St. Martha�s� all about a series of murders at a Cambridge college for women. George and Irene both liked it, esp. after �Feminism and Geography� made its appearance. Being a girly-dog, I really like this focus!

And I�m happy to see all the books by Alfred Crosby, too, what an interesting ecologically-oriented historian. The Measure of Reality really explains (albeit indirectly; it�s not the central thesis) why dogs never became the dominant species. No measurement, no mechanical clocks, no mathematics, no accounting. Heck, no pockets, so... no money!

It�s a dog�s life.

Here are some other readings -- check out in particular the kitchen bookshelf, where i�m always getting underfoot! The KITCHEN! That�s where it�s ALWAYS happenNING!

Here�s body language (the best kind) right back at you! Aroof aroof!! Woof!

 
 
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