Spent some time today at work (likely more than I should have, oops) piecing together and photocopying the supplemental reading package for Watchmen. Having had a few hours to reflect on it, there were things I could have done better — much better, actually — but, overall, I’m fairly proud of it given what little time I was able to invest. The pieces provided should serve as thematic links-cum-springboards to discussion. Still connecting my dots thoughts concerning specific topics of debate in preparation for the 23rd, and have started a small list in my mind regarding things of import. Am likely to begin typing things up — chalking up my thoughts in Word, such I don’t forget anything, eh — shortly, though we shall see both how bountiful time and inspiration prove to be.
Should it not be blatantly apparent, I’m very animated about this. Watchmen is a novel I adore with utter adulation, and I’m thrilled to be sharing it in an intellectual climate. Hell, when Amy pointed out that it’s presently being taught at a 600-level English class at the University of Alberta, I flipped out; I mean, I’ve always heard about Watchmen being taught at universities around the world, but this is the first time — that I’m aware of — it’s been taught within arms-length of me. Praying it isn’t the last, I’m going to get ahold of the professor such that, should it be offered again next semester as an evening class, my enrolment is guaranteed. Modern Narrative Techniques, indeed.
Had the opportunity to visit — albeit briefly — with Char and Chris and Mel this evening. Swung into the city and, like Santa Claus, descended upon the shared home of C & C bearing (and baring, I suppose) gifts of a literary quality. Those reading who requested copies of Watchmen? Copies can now be found at the abode of C & C along with enough duplicates of the supplementary reading to wallpaper a bathroom. Colour me optimistic — and not the least bit altruistic — but I’m hoping that more than the seven present at the book club’s first meeting will be present at the second!
Scored a copy of the new Interpol compact disc tonight. It doesn’t seem, on first listen, to be quite as infectious as their first disc, but damn… foot-tapping and head-nodding seems plentiful enough. Lyrical hooks have snagged my cheek and, sure as ducks shit in rivers, I’m bound to be singing along to it in no time at all. Only point of contention seems to be the overall disc length, clocking in at a mere 41:35. I mean, hey, I’ll happily take quality over quantity anyday, but… musicians? Could you delay the release of your CDs for, oh, six months and record another handful of tracks? Please?
Oh, and for those reading who have no real idea why I’ve been going ga-ga over DOOM3, I urge you to check out this website. It shall answer all of your questions. Or, if you’re really bloody lazy and can’t be bothered, you can just click here, here, here, and here to get an idea of what you’re missing. Yes, those are all screenshots from the game itself, and yes, the game plays as well as it looks.
