DAILY HOLDEN-O-METER: Holden. . .finally sent those letters to his professors. Now he anxiously awaits positive responses so that he may begin work on his classes.
The Prisoner of Azkaban was a nice film--rather dark--but very entertaining. The dark scenes were good for the Dementors and Lupin's Werewolf transformations, but I felt that they were unnecessary overall. I particularly liked Lupin's portrayal in the film. Oh, how I wish Ian McKellen were cast into the Dumbledore role. He did such a fine job in the Lord of the Rings trilogy.
I spent only $3 on the ticket at the second-run theatre, Fox Village Theatre, in Ann Arbor, for the 8:20pm show. I can't recall the last time I spent so little on a movie ticket. Normally, it costs about $9. I spent over $10 on concessions, though. I managed to finish the entire large bag of popcorn, large Sprite soda and generous helping of Sour Patch Kids, all in one sitting. I can't remember the last time I did that, but my body sure can. I gained two pounds overnight.
Unfortunately, I felt the need to take a nap today after my four-mile exercise walk. That three-hour nap will cost me dearly in that I'll probably be up all night long.
Well, if you have read this far, and you're on my friends list (or you remembered to wish me a Happy Birthday recently), please step up to the plate and be one of the first five to request your free--absolutely no obligation--Gmail (Google) e-mail account. I have five invites to spare.
Should you be one of the first five to request this in my journal. . .that should be obvious enough. . .be sure to drop me an e-mail through SG. . .because I'll be needing it to set you up.
My Current Literary Contribution:
Gustavo Adolfo Bcquer, 1836-1871(?)
(born G.A. Domnguez Bastida)
Rima XI
por Gustavo Adolfo Bcquer
Yo soy ardiente, yo soy morena,
yo soy el smbolo de la pasin,
de ansia de goces mi alma est llena.
A m me buscas?
No es a ti, no.
Mi frente es plida, mis trenzas de oro:
puedo brindarte dichas sin fin,
yo de ternura guardo un tesoro.
A m me llamas?
No, no es a ti.
Yo soy un sueo, un imposible,
vano fantasma de niebla y luz;
soy incorprea, soy intangible:
no puedo amarte.
Oh ven, ven t!
"Holden's Translation" (Please be aware that literary translation takes many years of study. Since I couldn't find a translation on the Internet, this will have to do for now):
Rhyme XI
by Gustavo Adolfo Bcquer
I am burning, I am brunette,
I am the symbol of passion,
My soul is full of anxious yearning.
Do you seek me?
No, not you.
My face is fair; by braids, of gold:
I can give you endless riches,
From my tenderness I guard a treasure.
Are you calling me?
No, not you.
I am a dream, an impossibility,
vain ghost of fog and light;
I am incorporal, I am intangible:
I cannot love you.
Oh, come, please come!
The Prisoner of Azkaban was a nice film--rather dark--but very entertaining. The dark scenes were good for the Dementors and Lupin's Werewolf transformations, but I felt that they were unnecessary overall. I particularly liked Lupin's portrayal in the film. Oh, how I wish Ian McKellen were cast into the Dumbledore role. He did such a fine job in the Lord of the Rings trilogy.
I spent only $3 on the ticket at the second-run theatre, Fox Village Theatre, in Ann Arbor, for the 8:20pm show. I can't recall the last time I spent so little on a movie ticket. Normally, it costs about $9. I spent over $10 on concessions, though. I managed to finish the entire large bag of popcorn, large Sprite soda and generous helping of Sour Patch Kids, all in one sitting. I can't remember the last time I did that, but my body sure can. I gained two pounds overnight.
Unfortunately, I felt the need to take a nap today after my four-mile exercise walk. That three-hour nap will cost me dearly in that I'll probably be up all night long.
Well, if you have read this far, and you're on my friends list (or you remembered to wish me a Happy Birthday recently), please step up to the plate and be one of the first five to request your free--absolutely no obligation--Gmail (Google) e-mail account. I have five invites to spare.
Should you be one of the first five to request this in my journal. . .that should be obvious enough. . .be sure to drop me an e-mail through SG. . .because I'll be needing it to set you up.
My Current Literary Contribution:
Gustavo Adolfo Bcquer, 1836-1871(?)
(born G.A. Domnguez Bastida)
Rima XI
por Gustavo Adolfo Bcquer
Yo soy ardiente, yo soy morena,
yo soy el smbolo de la pasin,
de ansia de goces mi alma est llena.
A m me buscas?
No es a ti, no.
Mi frente es plida, mis trenzas de oro:
puedo brindarte dichas sin fin,
yo de ternura guardo un tesoro.
A m me llamas?
No, no es a ti.
Yo soy un sueo, un imposible,
vano fantasma de niebla y luz;
soy incorprea, soy intangible:
no puedo amarte.
Oh ven, ven t!
"Holden's Translation" (Please be aware that literary translation takes many years of study. Since I couldn't find a translation on the Internet, this will have to do for now):
Rhyme XI
by Gustavo Adolfo Bcquer
I am burning, I am brunette,
I am the symbol of passion,
My soul is full of anxious yearning.
Do you seek me?
No, not you.
My face is fair; by braids, of gold:
I can give you endless riches,
From my tenderness I guard a treasure.
Are you calling me?
No, not you.
I am a dream, an impossibility,
vain ghost of fog and light;
I am incorporal, I am intangible:
I cannot love you.
Oh, come, please come!
I'll take one of those accounts, since you're being so generous.
Hey, copycat..what's up with the three-hour naps?