July 19th, 2008

20111112, Marilee

Brain Seizure

I was reading my flist last night and got to baldanders post and I couldn't make sense of it. I tried a couple more times, since he's usually a sensible person, but it was the fourth time that I realized I was having a brain seizure. So I napped in the recliner from 8:30pm to midnight, and came back to the computer and behold! I knew exactly what his post said.

Today, I picked up the cake and got to the library about 40 minutes earlier than usual, which was good because I put the cake in the community room and went to sit in a comfortable chair to cool down for 30 minutes. Our librarian didn't notice me until 20 minutes in, even though I'd seen her all that time. I was watching people coming in and out and some of them started looking at me like I was spying, so I looked at the roof and the books and such. Then I went and got my stuff out of the van and people were coming and we started to set up for the shower first. We ended up with 16 people there and Katie opened the presents while Andrew wrote down who gave what. One of the guys who is a good photographer took pictures and will give DVDs. It was all stuff she wanted, so that works out well. The cake was fine, and then we started on Jumper. I lost words like crazy this afternoon, so I need to email the neurologist.

We went on to Red Robin, losing two people and gaining one, so they made a long table out of the little tables for us. We only had five groups to order, but the waitress had trouble with it and the waiter didn't. Fortunately, I got the waiter. We talked and laughed and then came home.
20111112, Marilee

Jumper by Steven Gould

This was our bookgroup book for this month and my second re-read. It has very little to do with the movie that just came out.

In the book, Davy, whose mother has disappeared, is just about to be hit by his dad with a belt buckle, when he finds himself in the library. He finds out he can jump, and the limits and such and leaves town. He has more and more trouble and when he gets to NYC, he finds out he can't get a job because he doesn't have a GED and can't get a GED without a birth certificate, so he jumps into a bank and carefully steals about a million dollars. He lives on that and meets Millie -- she's about four years older, but they become lovers -- and starts setting up another home near her. He eventually tells her he can jump.

After some sleuthing, he manages to meet his mother, who left because her face was in pieces and her psyche was tattered (both from Dad), and it looks like they'll be good friends. Then an alert comes that a terrorist killed her in a hijacking and Davy starts looking for a way to get that hijacker back.

This is one of my favorite books and I highly recommend it. I'm going to go on to read the sequel, Reflex. The last time I asked Gould about whether there would be another sequel for the books (since the movie is so dramatically different that they asked him to write a book for it (Jumper: Griffin's Story)), he didn't answer.
20111112, Marilee

Hybrids by Robert Sawyer

This is the last of a trilogy; the others are Hominids and Humans.

In this book, the Neanderthal and the raped woman solidify their relationship and she unrealistically suddenly starts having a woman-mate, the way the Neanderthals do. She and the male Neanderthal would like to have a child, but the Neanderthals have 24 chromosones, and voila! One Neanderthal scientist has been banned because she has made a codon writer that will take their DNA and they can choose just what they want in that child. They track her down and talk her out of it, and then like an idiot, the woman gives it to her boss who used to work for RAND and now for the feds in charge of the Neanderthal project. He figures he can kill them all by editing an Ebola virus and then we get their lovely natural planet.

At the same time, our poles are about to flip and many of us have spiritual/UFO/ghost events because we have a special place for that in our heads that the Neanderthals don't.

Sawyer once again shows how awful we are and how wonderful his version of technologized-Neanderthals are. Bah.