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Coughing, and then The Road

I was sick.  There was much consumption of antihistamines.  Eventually, I just stopped with the drugs and coughed it all out.  Coughing like nasuea, where when the foul humors were finally ejected,  all that was left was light headedness and a sense of relief. I mean, summer colds.  wtf?

I’m basically back to normal now.

I gave up on two books I was reading:  a history of tea and a book about the a modern recreation of St. Brenden’s voyage to North America from 9th century Ireland. 

Much to my wife’s chagrin.

I did pick up and read Cormac McCarthy’s The Road after one of my riding buddies told me that his company was doing the post and effects for the film.  

I was going to quit on McCarthy after All the Pretty Horses.  His style seems to me to be such a constant, so distinct, that all his books would be the same. Sort of like that english professor from high school who you like personally, but his lecturing voice is a monotone.

It took like 3 sittings to finish.  A bit of a existential bummer for people who are dads.  But well told.

One Comment

  1. robb

    post apocalyptic parental sacrifice: saving a round for your progeny, leaving none left over for you.

    Posted on 03-Aug-08 at 5:51 am | Permalink

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