There should be a long German word that means “hungover from staying up late watching Wagner’s Ring Cycle on PBS.” Like, Ringnachtfernsehenüberbleibselaus or something. That’s definitely my word of the day. I’m not a fan of opera — not in the least. But for some (masochistic?) reason I’ve always wanted to see Wagner’s Ring Cycle [...]
Posts Tagged ‘PBS’
A short post after a lot of opera
Posted in Mostly about (pop) culture, tagged Bryn Terfel, Das Rheingold (The Rhine Gold), Deborah Voight, Die Walküre (The Valkyrie), Götterdämmerung (Twilight of the Gods), Great Performances, Jay Hunter Morris, PBS, Siegfried, The Ring Cycle, Wagner on 14 September 2012 | 2 Comments »
Four days off the grid
Posted in Mostly about (pop) culture, Truly Miscallaneous, tagged blogging, India, internet, moving, off the grid, PBS on 6 April 2012 | Leave a Comment »
Over the course of our move, over the length of last weekend (and a bit beyond) we’ve been without internet access. I’ve been amazed at how irritating this is, and how dependent I’ve become on the web. I’ve written before about wanting to try some “drawing room evenings” – evenings where my husband and I [...]
In praise of libraries
Posted in Mostly about reading, tagged Library of Congress, local library, PBS, public library, reading on 2 April 2012 | 2 Comments »
So this is a very basic truth that all of you know, but many of you (like me, a year or so ago) may have forgotten: You can read books from the nearest library … FOR FREE! I say this because in the spirit of clutter-clearing, I’ve stopped buying a lot of books and started [...]
Drawing room evenings
Posted in Mostly about parenting, Mostly about reading, tagged Building a Bridge to the 18th Century, Downton Abbey, drawing room life, George Eliot, how much TV the average American watches, Jane Austen, Neil Postman, parenting, PBS, reading, TV, twins on 25 February 2012 | 10 Comments »
I wish we had a piano. If we had a piano I feel like I could skip watching TV and have Jane-Austen, George-Eliot, Downton-Abbey kinds of evenings. My husband and I would sit around, listen to one of us play music, read books, play cards, gossip about our neighbors and relations, and take periodic turns [...]