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eve_primeSo last night, I started reading The Fairy Godmother by Misty (Mercedes) Lackey. I read two chapters, during which our heroine, Elena, was oppressed by her wicked stepmother and stepsisters, reduced to sleeping in the cinders. I wondered why I was bothering to read it. This morning I read chapter 3 and found out why. This Cinderella couldn't marry the prince - she was 21 and he was only 11. She wasn't going to get her happily ever after. Instead, she was going to get a career. She was going to become an apprentice fairy godmother!
It's a really fun book, and has been a great distraction on a day where I was least comfortable of all the days I've been sick. It would have been so convenient to get better, too, because just this morning I found out that there's a mini-conference tonight and tomorrow on embodiment (in the philosophical sense), with Mark Johnson and other UO people and a few visitors from other schools: George Washington, UC San Diego, Florida Atlantic, and the Sorbonne. I'm especially interested in the presentation by one of the UO grad students: "Made of plastic and elastic: Why there is no universal embodiment." Maybe I'll e-mail her later.
It's a really fun book, and has been a great distraction on a day where I was least comfortable of all the days I've been sick. It would have been so convenient to get better, too, because just this morning I found out that there's a mini-conference tonight and tomorrow on embodiment (in the philosophical sense), with Mark Johnson and other UO people and a few visitors from other schools: George Washington, UC San Diego, Florida Atlantic, and the Sorbonne. I'm especially interested in the presentation by one of the UO grad students: "Made of plastic and elastic: Why there is no universal embodiment." Maybe I'll e-mail her later.