What do you think of this post, minions?
Now that we’ve discussed Valentine’s Day, rapey advice, and our minions approved of it, let me turn to a more serious topic.
A good friend of mine sent me a book not too long ago and I’ve finally started reading it. I was finishing up ‘Rebel Yell,’ a biography of Stonewall Jackson, so I put the gift in the office and didn’t really think much about it. Spoiler alert: The South still loses the Civil War and Jackson gets kilt by his own troops.
The book is called ‘Railsea’ by China Mieville. It’s a dystopian novel in which the earth is toxic and bereft of water. Humans have laid tracks over the ocean beds, which they now call the railsea, and hunt for large digging creatures aboard tricked out trains, much like whalers in the 19th and early 20th century. The captain is on the search for a great white creature that took her arm and it’s told from the point of view of the train’s apprentice doctor.
I’ve finished part I, and from what I can gather it’s a steam punk version of Moby Dick mixed a bit with Dune. It’s an interesting retelling of a classic, with short, choppy sentences allowing for a very quick pace, contrary to Melville’s magnum opus.
But the book isn’t the point. It’s the fact that my buddy thought I would like it, and was kind enough to send it to me. It’s been awhile since I started hanging around this shit hole dump and I consider many of you good friends. We exchange emails, make each other laugh, and trade silly gifts every so often. So, thanks everyone and may you have good cause today to say, “THAR SHE BLOWS.”*
*or if you’re a chick, “THAR HE LI…You’re done already. Jeez, I was just starting to enjoy myself….oh forget it. Did you shovel the driveway yet? I hate when you don’t shovel the driveway and the snow gets packed down really hard and it turns into a skating rink out there.”
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