I finished The God of Small Things this morning. I really like it. One of those completely dissatisfying ones about injustice and society that just make me really sad and angry. It's Arundhati Roy's only novel so far. She's Indian and the book takes place in India and really it's about "the laws that lay down who should be loved, and how" but there's the caste system and Communism all worked into it and it's brilliant.
Now I have to decide if I want to finish Ulysses, or start Notes from Underground (Dostoevsky) next. Or I could reread the Hobbit. That's never a bad choice.
I learned all the words to At Last the day after I first heard my grandma sing it at the pig roast. Etta James and her music will always remind me of my family and why I love music the way that I do.
So very sad, her memory will live on through her music, she is and always will be the queen of blues. Last night at the Hard Rock they had a moment of silence and it was so touching. It's funnny the first time i heard her sing, back when i was about 13.. i was hooked. Music has always been a big part of our family and entwined in all of our get togethers and events. Music is powerful and able to evoke so many different emotions. Yep music and FOOD, wrapped around our family!!! I love you darling, and can hardly wait till you get back home to us all.
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