Well, another week, another missed deadline
– story of my life. Maybe it’s because I have too many deadlines in my job!
(Good excuse, I’ll keep using it.)
This week I read The Amazing Adventures of
Kavalier and Clay, which was fantastic.
I only realised after finishing it that it won a Pulitzer prize (well
deserved). I’ve read quite a few Pulitzer prize winners and I think I’m going
to hunt down some more because I’ve really loved all the ones I’ve read. They
seem to pick stories that are unusual, told in a creative way and are on a
topic that’s a bit off the beaten path.
Recommendations from the Pulitzer Prize
list:
2001: The Amazing Adventures of
Kavalier & Clay by Michael Chabon
2003: Middlesex by Jeffrey
Eugenides
2006: March
by Geraldine Brooks
2007: The Road by Cormac
McCarthy
2011: A Visit From the Goon Squad by Jennifer
Egan
Also, The Corrections, by Jonathan Franzen,
was a runner up.
I went to the baseball yesterday and now I
have an interesting and important debate for you all to think about. This
morning I said to my colleague “I went to the baseball yesterday.” And he said unless
I went to a baseball, I had to specify that I went to the baseball game. I’m
100% certain that in NZ we would say “I’m going to the rugby” (or cricket). Now,
just because rugby and cricket don’t include the word “ball” in their name doesn’t,
to me, make them different to the rest of the sports. The name of the sport is baseball.
You would say “I play baseball”, “I like baseball”, “Baseball is a waste of
time and money.”
So that’s my rant/query. What’s the
difference between the word rugby and the word baseball that I can’t use them
in the same way?
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