Monthly Archive: October 2006

Fran and Sloan’s Wedding, Oct. 21

Here are a few snaps of the wedding rehearsal, because I was using the wedding photographer’s equipment and thus, he has my cards. Check him out, he’s awesome! Dale Gurvis. So he has my images from the wedding and will be putting them in my sister Fran’s wedding album. Exciting!

Dad and Margaret
Downs are happy people.

My sister Frances, the beautiful bride, at her Bridal Luncheon

Marg and Jerry
Marg and Jerry

My sister Margaret, looking beautiful.

And the news of Detroit and Chapel Hill adventures will come within the next few days.

The Detroit Rock City

DETROIT I realize that this is not the best picture of the D. But it is worth noting that the bright sunset makes the city seem like a much happier place! – and it gives an idea of the magnitude of my view from the hotel, which is at General Motors.

Detroit has done right by me thus far, and sometime soon I plan on riding the People Mover to Greektown. Until then, an update on the reading situation.

Between Friday and today I finished Running with Scissors, finally finishing A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, which took me a ridiculous amount of time to read because… it was horrible.

I guess it’s one of those love it or hate it things, and I knew after 25 pages that I didn’t love it and was determined to finish it anyway. And I did, and there were a couple of bright spots (like a quote I was going to include in this post, but alas, my book is in DC), but mostly it was a twisty, turny, plotless rant by Eggers. Which, oddly enough, was exactly what it was supposed to be, and no doubt what attracts many of its fans. Unfortunately, I’m not one. Inquire further if you’re interested.

And after Friday’s post I went out and bought Running With Scissors by Augusten Burroughs and I thought it was fascinating. Not the best book I’ve ever read, but a quick read because it’s honest, if a little disturbing. Both of these books are memoirs of types, and both take a candid look at the author’s past. But Running With Scissors maintains a much more understandable storyline and better anecdotes and self-analysis.

And now I’ve moved on to Marie Antoinette, which I want to read because the movie is coming out and after I saw a preview I started reading Wikipedia about her and spent most of Friday morning doing that. So we’ll see how long that one takes me.

The Maize

These pictures are a sum-up of a quintessential fall day, spent in four stages:
a) kickball tournament (i got a single)
b) cornfield maze (i’ve achieved a life-long dream)
c) scouring the city for apple cider (we know it’s in that box!) and a fall favorite, tough-guy (excuse me, dirty) chai
d) one bottle of wine + political debate = eating granola on the subway on the way to a house party in clarendon

pumpkin girls
Me, Kelly, and Jenny at a Cornfield Maze and Pumpkin Patch in Maryland, on a perfect fall day

A brownflower

Survivor: The Cornfield (excuse Kelly’s GiantArm, it’s a 14mm, I couldn’t help myself

kids running
Loving fall, loving kids chasing hayrides

jenny jumping
Jenny, Jumping

Absolutely Wonderful.

Running With Scissors

Really cool multimedia site built for the upcoming film Running with Scissors.

I love the design, interactivity, and use of text, video, and photos. It’s engaging and easy to use, and it gives the user a lot of information. The scrapbook idea has been done before, but here it is done very, very well– and the interactivity adds an extra element to it that makes you feel like the story is alive, and fun. It’s kooky, like the story.

I was interested in this movie and the book because I was listening to an NPR interview with Margaret Robison, aka Deirdre Burroughs, Augusten Burroughs’ mother. Augusten renamed himself from Chris Robison to Augusten Burroughs at 18. Augusten wrote the book about his life and portrayed his mother as a bi-polar fame-obsessed poet (I haven’t read the book yet, I’m just repeating what I’ve heard). Her friends were upset by the way she was portrayed. Her last quote in the interview was, “This book, it is part of [Chris's] life. It’s not a part of my life.”

A pretty good attitude, I think.