Recap: Noises

Catching up on reading again. Finished ONE HUNDRED YEARS OF SOLITUDE (happy, Kate?) yesterday and I must admit I liked it better than WUTHERING HEIGHT and much better than LIGHT IN AUGUST though I didn't really get into the book until the three hundred and twenty-something page, where things finally started to click together. Then again, considering that it's classical literature, I should just be glad that it clicked and all and therefore have no reason to complain.

Today I've read THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING EARNEST and I think what I'm looking for to describe it would be "clever, absurd, cynicism." At least I now have some idea about the origins of the various versions of the saying "the pure and simple truth is seldom pure and never simple", with the added comment that the "world'd be a tedious place if it was." Too many people trying to be clever at the same time and failing utterly, and therein lies the humor.
I will never be able to take the name 'Earnest' seriously again. Or Frank. (i.e. Frank and Earnest...ever seen the comic strip? It's clever, too.)

These two days have been what I suppose was the seasonal apartment-environment maintenance days. On Wednesday they were going over the entire place with a leaf blower for a longer period of time than usual so it felt like there was continuous air-traffic over here. It's enough to drive someone with war-related-PTS disorder up the walls, so it's lucky that no one around here has that. I hope. Yesterday they went and trimmed all the plants and when I went to get the mail I found the white orleanders reduced in mass by 3/4, which was a bit shocking for me, despite of the fact that I've been hearing the machines going "wwwwhhhHHHIIIRRRLLLL-HHHAAAA-A-A-A-ACK!" the entire morning. (It was very distracting when you're trying to read too.) Example of the human-imposed diet on things in nature. First you can change the soil's composition, then you can do the bit with plant hormones and then, when they get too big, you can just go and chop bits off. No Atkin's for plants.

I'd say the noises affects my ability to write normally but I don't think I've ever quite written normally before. Oh well.