Obvious from the comments that not everyone experiences the joys of life in the same way, Aunty. However, as I am recently coming off an illness that left me fatigued and with little appetite (but with a loving wife looking out for me all the time), I’m with you on this one 100%!
As a book collector, I find it to be a cute concept, but a very inefficient form of storage. In terms of shelf space, you’re not getting a lot of bang for your buck.
My favorite book-related tchotchke is a small plaque I picked up in a crafts store. It has an illustration of a shelf of books, and the motto, “Be True to Your Shelf.” I couldn’t resist the wordplay.
I find there’s no consistent experience as to whether the movie was better than the book, or vice versa, or whether I enjoyed both equally. Each has to be judged individually. I could easily rattle off a list of two dozen movies for which I’ve read the book and seen the movie, and then divide that list evenly among those three categories. Sometimes reading the book first puts a vision in my head as to what the movie should look like, and I may or may not agree with the creative decisions of the movie makers. In other cases, reading the book after seeing the movie makes me appreciate the author’s narrative for providing details that couldn’t quite translate into a movie. All very subjective, of course.
Unfortunately true. And to add insult to injury, if he doesn’t make good on the check, the next call he’ll get will be from the doctor’s bill collectors.
The fight for dominance by the respective sides of the toast-cat — toast versus feet — would cause it to rotate as it falls. (Keep it in midair and you might have the basis for a perpetual motion machine.) But eventually gravity would pull it down, and random chance would determine what hits the ground: toast, feet or side of cat.
One thing is certain — by the time the experiment is over, the cat will be toast.
What, no “Employee of the Month” sash, a la Miss America?