Monthly Archives: April 2010

For what I’m grateful and not so grateful this week

So looking back at this week, through the prism of the Sleeping with Bread meme, I ask myself and ask you to ask yourself:

For what am I/are you most grateful this past week?

For what am I/are you least grateful this past week?

For what am I least grateful this past week?

1. Body: Not replacing WeightWatchers, which I dropped earlier this month, with any kind of a plan, a routine or a way to lose weight.

2. Mind: Not starting Paradise Lost for Milton in May, but hopefully will get to start on Sunday, and not finishing a book sent by an online friend last year that I promised to read and review last year.

3. Soul: Missing a couple of days of The Liturgy of the Hours to start the week, and as a result, my “faith” life and life in general suffering, especially not quieting my mind in the morning before I started the day. Unfortunately, I let myself sink into depression.

For what am I most grateful?

1. Body: Not eating horribly this week, even if not eating great.

2. Mind: Finishing Cutting for Stone by Abraham Verghese and being able to borrow the next couple of Dortmunder books by Donald E. Westlake from a friend after learning our library didn’t have the next two in the series.

3. Soul: Being able to fellowship with fellow Catholics at an informal discussion of the book Fully Human, Fully Divine by Michael Casey. My wife and I never have really connected with other couples from the parishes to which we have belonged, so it was nice to have a night out to discuss not only the book, but also just hang out with good people.

Cutting for Stone

Click on cover to read first chapter

Title: Cutting for Stone
Author: Abraham Verghese
Publication Year: 2009
Genre: Fiction
Count for Year: 15

How I discovered

During a dinner last month with some friends from our church, two of them, who are in the medical professional, recommended Verghese’s first novel. They both gushed over how great a book it was and then at the end of the month Beastmomma in her Sunday Salon post mentioned how she was reading it also. Later, when I mentioned on Twitter that I was reading it, both Rebecca @ The Book Lady’s Blog and SuziQOregon @ Whimpulsive gushed over it also (click on links for their reviews).

Synopsis

Marion and Shiva Stone are twin brothers born of a secret union between a beautiful Indian nun and a brash British surgeon. Orphaned by their mother’s death and their father’s disappearance, bound together by a preternatural connection and a shared fascination with medicine, the twin come of age as Ethiopia hovers on the brink of revolution.

Moving from Addis Ababa to New York City and back again, Cutting for Stone is an unforgettable story of love and betrayal, medicine and ordinary miracles — and two brothers whose fates are forever intertwined.

– from the back of the book

Review

After hearing all the praise placed on this book, I thought, “Really? Is it really that good?” Those questions were answered just by reading the prologue which included passages like this:

Now in my fiftieth year, I venerate the sight of the abdomen or chest laid open. I’m ashamed of our human capacity to hurt and maim one another, to desecrate the body. Yet it allows me to see the cabalistic harmony of heart peeking out behind lung, of liver and spleen consulting each other under the dome of the diaphragm– these things leave me speechless. My fingers “run the bowel” looking for holes that a blade or bullet might have created, coil after glistening coil, twenty-three feet of it compacted into such a small space. The gut that has slithered past my fingers like this in the African night would by now reach the Cape of Good Hope, and I have yet to see the serpent’s head. But I do see the ordinary miracles under skin and rib and muscle, visions concealed from their owner. Is there a greater privilege on earth?

And this:

Some nights the crickets cry zaa-zee, zaa-zee, thousands of them drowning out the coughs and grunts of the hyenas in the hillsides. Suddenly, nature turns quiet. It is as if roll call is over and it is time now in the darkness to find your mate and retreat. In the ensuing vacuum of silence, I hear the high-pitched humming of the stars and I feel exultant, thankful for my insignificant place in the galaxy. It is at such times that I feel my indebtedness to Shiva.

To say, I was immediately hooked would be an understatement. I knew from such passages that this had the potential to be one of the best books I had ever read– and I’m glad to say that it lived up to that potential, thanks in great part to the incredible crafting of this novel by Verghese over several years. This, in short, is a masterpiece and deserves every award that it receives, including the 2010 Indies Choice Book Award for Adult Fiction, which will presented at Book Expo America 2010 in New York and the award for Fiction for books published in 2009 from the Northern California Independent Booksellers Association.

Like Rebecca in her review, I almost didn’t know where to begin to do justice to how great it is in such a small review like this, and even after taking my time to read the book over a few weeks, because I didn’t want to devour it in one sitting and wanted to absorb it and have it absorb me, I’m still somewhat at a loss how to do justice to its greatness. For me, truly the only way to do even partial justice is to give it my highest rating: 5 of 5, because well, in short, it’s that good– if not better than that. If I really were to do it justice, I’d give it a 6 out of 5.

No, don’t walk to get this one at your local bookstore or library. Run. Now.

5- Classic, must read
4- Worth owning a copy
3- Worth picking up at library
2- Worth skimming at the bookstore
1- Worth being a doorstop

Other reviews

If you have reviewed Cutting for Stone and would like your review to be listed here, add your link in the comments and I will add her as well.

FTC Disclosure (and plug for a local bookstore): I didn’t receive a copy of this book from the publisher, but purchased it at From My Shelf Bookstore in Wellsboro.

Rachael Ray and her Glasgow smile

My wife picks up Every Day with Rachael Ray every once in a while. This past month’s issue, Rachael had a particularly gruesome smile (almost a Glasgow smile, I would say) upon her countenance:

For some reason, it reminds me of this notorious character:

We had a friend visiting from South Korea earlier this month, and the copy of the magazine was on the back of our toilet. All he could say was “Could you take it off there? Her smile is freaking me out.”

And, um, no, we didn’t take it off the back of the toilet. We (meaning mostly I) took too much glee in seeing him freaked out.

The true King of California country music



What’s wrong with the above e-mail I received from XM Radio earlier, well besides the fact that the last place I want to be this weekend is Indio, California with a bunch of drunken rednecks crying over their beers?

This:

Merle Haggard is NOT the King of California country music.

Nope…the guy sitting on the right at the bar in this video is:

With the guy on the left being the Crown Prince of California country music.

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