Monday, April 14, 2008
Saturday, April 12, 2008
3 months
I can just barely fix it into a mohawk...these pictures are not the best, but the only ones I have at the moment.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
The Road
So I just finished reading "The Road" by Cormac McCarthy.
Quick Synopsis:
A father and his son walk alone through burned America. Nothing moves in the ravaged landscape save the ash on the wind. It is cold enough to crack stones, and when the snow falls it is gray. They sky is dark. Their destination is the coast, although they don’t know what, if anything, awaits them there. They have nothing; just a pistol to defend themselves against the lawless bands that stalk the road, the clothes they are wearting, a cart of scavenged food-and each other.
Very interesting book. The style in which it was written made it fascinating to read. There are no chapters...only short paragraphs. Kinda one of those books that you pick up, are really bored with at first, but then get about 1/4 of the way through, and then you can't put it down.
It won a Pulitzer Prize and my friend said it was a great book and told me I would like it. He knows my tastes quite well. ;) It was the best book I've read in quite a while.
It's very dark and at times disturbing, but that is what I love the most. It made me cry. And as always, the reason I loved it was for the end. The ending always makes a book or a movie. If the ending is bad, I hate all the rest of the book.
The most impressive parts of the book which stood out to me over everything else was the trust between the father and son. The boy trusted his father, no matter what. Even when he didn't want to, even when he thought he was wrong...he always trusted him. One doesn't see that kind of trust much anymore. It's insane that we are amazed by that trust. Shouldn't it be a normal thing for all of us?
Quick Synopsis:
A father and his son walk alone through burned America. Nothing moves in the ravaged landscape save the ash on the wind. It is cold enough to crack stones, and when the snow falls it is gray. They sky is dark. Their destination is the coast, although they don’t know what, if anything, awaits them there. They have nothing; just a pistol to defend themselves against the lawless bands that stalk the road, the clothes they are wearting, a cart of scavenged food-and each other.
The Road is the profoundly moving story of a journey. It boldly imagines a future in which no hope remains, but in which the father and his son, “each the other’s world entire,” are sustained by love. Awesome in the totality of its vision, it is an unflinching meditation on the worst and the best that we are capable of: ultimate destructiveness, desperate tenacity, and the tenderness that keeps two people alive in the face of total devastation.
Very interesting book. The style in which it was written made it fascinating to read. There are no chapters...only short paragraphs. Kinda one of those books that you pick up, are really bored with at first, but then get about 1/4 of the way through, and then you can't put it down.
It won a Pulitzer Prize and my friend said it was a great book and told me I would like it. He knows my tastes quite well. ;) It was the best book I've read in quite a while.
It's very dark and at times disturbing, but that is what I love the most. It made me cry. And as always, the reason I loved it was for the end. The ending always makes a book or a movie. If the ending is bad, I hate all the rest of the book.
The most impressive parts of the book which stood out to me over everything else was the trust between the father and son. The boy trusted his father, no matter what. Even when he didn't want to, even when he thought he was wrong...he always trusted him. One doesn't see that kind of trust much anymore. It's insane that we are amazed by that trust. Shouldn't it be a normal thing for all of us?
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