Travel Rogue

April 21, 2005

An Evening at Home

Even the Travel Rogue needs to take a break from life every now and then. A quick run to the gym on a stolen lunch hour cleared this evening for a quiet night in. After a brief sidetrip to pick up an order of Chili Mac that I will transport with me to San Francisco this weekend (half turkey, half texas, don't forget the tabasco) so that I have currency to barter for lodging, I make it home by 7:30pm. It's early for me, and yields enough time to watch the sky fade from pink to inky black. I uncork an acceptable, if not challenging, bottle of 2003 Shale Ridge cabernet and successfully pipe Rhapsody to my moody wireless speakers. "So are you wired, or unwired?" my father is fond of asking. After deciding what corporate-wear to bring with me to San Francisco, I curl up on the couch with "Kavalier and Clay". The dishes are clean, the candles are lit. I am ready to seduce myself with wine and a good book. Chabon did a nice job. "Kavalier and Clay" is a comforting read, one that makes you refer again and again to the pithe promotional copy on the back cover. But for once, there is a book review comment that is so adequate it's humorous. "Chabon is a reader's writer; with sentences so cozy they'll wrap you up and kiss you goodnight," quoth the Chicago Tribune. It's a man's guilty read, all about comic books and war, but really, I don't want to stereotype. I just want to turn the pages. I am grasping at a love story somewhere in the plot, but it's so vague and just out-of-reach that I'm oddly satisfied by the game and not the outcome.

p.s. Crap. Only three entries and so far we have a review of Chicago hot dogs, McDonald's, chili and cheap (but acceptable) wine. My palate is clearly not coming across. Note to self: must remedy.

p.p.s. Perhaps I'm pre-menstrual?

Posted by carolyn at April 21, 2005 10:26 PM

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