I almost dislike summer vacation in a way because it cuts off my vital pipeline of sociality--school. I like school. Not to sit in classrooms, of course, but to talk to the people who are sitting around you in those classrooms. School also provides me the neccessary structure to remain hygenic--I shower, brush my teeth, comb my hair. In the great nothingness of summer even the necessecities do not register. Time has no effect. I'll eat breakfast while watching the evening news, and fall asleep sometime around noon.
In this way, I am given lots of time to drastically improve my abs and also become drastically boring. If I was feeling generous to myself I would say that I am boring out of circumstances, and not want; but the truth is that I lack the mere ambition to become un-boring. I could take a 4-hour bike ride up to Lake Michigan and go snorkeling. I could go to the Vines concert and sneak backstage. Or I could write in my notebook and do lots of sit ups.
My father was excited today about his long weekend, courtesy of our Founding Fathers. I was befuddled. Summer vacation is like one big long weekend, but the kind where the power goes out (albeit a bit warmer).
We used to live in a heavily wooded neighborhood, and whenever a classic west Michigan thunderstorm would hit we would lose power for days on end. A notable event was Labor Day weekend when I was in the seventh grade. The long weekend was spent in a cheap hotel because it was too cold to stay in the powerless house for over 7 days. I spent it huddled up in the bed watching a Lifetime movie and sipping McDonald's hot chocolate.
Happy Fourth of July to all of you. (Except, I suppose, to my international readers. Not that we're dis-including you, it's just that we're a bit embarrased of sharing our custom of God Blessing America as we blow things up with you.) Because it looks like my blogging will be sparse, here's an old-school hold-in-your-hands print edition of meredith's summer reading list:
Chronicle of a Death Foretold, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
The House on Mango Street, Sandra Cisneros
All The Names, Jose Saramago
Interviews with Hideous Men, David Foster Wallace
Franny and Zooey, J.D. Salinger
Fresh squeezed by melly at 11:45 PM