November 7th, 2008

20111112, Marilee

The Home of the Sleepy

I slept until 3pm instead of 1pm. I remember thinking I just needed a bit more sleep and turning the alarm off, but it was more than a bit. I was having a dream about me being young and in a city center and being offered the job of running the computer system and being the accountant for a girls' boarding academy (giant old brick & stone mansion). The money was okay, but I'd have to live far out, and I realized that there was another floor than what the owner had shown me. She said they'd never found a way to get up there so I started looking and found a hidden door. It went up to a penthouse with a little deck on the roof. I told her I'd take the job if in addition to my salary & benefits, I could have the penthouse rent-free. She agreed. A lot of the dream was about meeting the girls and helping the girls who were on sponsorship feel comfortable with the girls whose folks paid. And then at the end, I couldn't find Giorgio. Shiva and Spirit were both up in the penthouse, but I was searching the entire mansion for Giorgio. Found some other interesting things, but no Giorgio. When I woke up, I wanted to look for him, but I remembered quickly that he was dead.

Then I went to the credit union and got money for next week plus deposited a check, and went to the post office to mail a package, and then picked up chicken and onion rings from Popeyes. mmmmm

As I was getting out of the car, a neighbor couple who are also interested in the condos were walking by and we talked. I told him about how low the condo appraised and he was shocked, but he did point out that a new condo building a few blocks away is supposed to be 50% sold out, and they're mostly 2 bed/2 bath for $220K. When they finish the building and folks settle, there will be better comps around. In the meantime, I may look to the government HOPE program which is supposed to help people with problem mortgages, including upside-down ones like mine.
20111112, Marilee

The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman

This is YA, illustrated by Dave McKean, whose style I don't like and whose illos were inaccurate. But beyond that, I enjoyed the book.

A family is killed -- mother, father, daughter, but wait! where'd the baby toddle to? He made it to a graveyard where the ghosts took him in and gave him the freedom of the graveyard. That meant he was safe from the killer as long as he stayed in the graveyard. There are eight chapters and he ages about two years between each (people keep comparing it to the Jungle Boy, which I haven't read) and as he ages, he faces more problems and sometimes solves them himself and sometimes gets helped by others. The ghosts teach him to Fade and Dreamwalk and other ghostly tasks and he learns from educated ghosts. Real people start intervening, though, and he does leave the graveyard a number of times, including to dance the Danse Macabre. The time comes that he faces the killer, out of the graveyard, and his ghostly friends help as they can.

This is a book about a boy in a strange environment nevertheless growing up and meeting the challenges of growing up, and it's done without smacking a moral on the end of each chapter. I recommend it.