Summer Detective Novels

Wednesday, August 4, 2004

You know summer is in full swing when the rapidly diminishing pile of books to read gives you a case of abibliophobia (fear of having nothing to read). Most recently I’ve finished Morality for Beautiful Girls and The Kalahari Typing School for Men, books 3 and 4 in Alexander McCall Smith’s series of detective novels.

If you haven’t discovered these books yet, summer is the perfect time. The main character - Precious Ramotswe - is sort of a fat and jolly version of Miss Marple who lives in Gaborone, Botswana. In the first book - The No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency - she goes against any conventional notion of what an unmarried woman should do, spending the money she got from selling her late father’s cattle to set up a Ladies’ Detective Agency.

Although the books are technically mysteries, plot is not the main thing. Interlocking events provide mild tension and suspense. What keeps you reading is the wonderful writing: pure, economical, funny, utterly lacking in condescension. The evocation of Botswana is often lyrical (its quiet roads, its ubiquitous cattle). Sometimes the stories seem fable-like, as if McCall Smith is telling them around a campfire in the deep African night.

It is one of the many ironies of these wonderful books that Mma Ramotswe and her cohorts, despite their professed yearning for traditional values, are actually the smartest, most progressive people around. Because they are authentic and honest and guided by common sense rather than greed or pride, they make phony modernists look like idiots.



Happy Birthday

Wednesday, August 4, 2004
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My brother turns 26 today. Happy birthday my friend!



Slippery Slab

Tuesday, August 3, 2004
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Rappelling off Slippery Slab, Trap Lake below
Copyright 2004 - John Bell - All rights reserved

Last weekend, six illustrious mountaineers drove up to Stevens Pass to climb Slippery Slab. The climb itself is not very exciting - one fourth class gulley and one fifth class pitch - but if you look at the day as a nice hike where there happens to be a pitch of rock at the end, it’s quite enjoyable.



Spam

Tuesday, August 3, 2004

I have just discovered a truely annoying form of spam - the porn site that adds comments all over your Web site just to up its google ranking. If you can believe it, I just spent 20 minutes deleting 131 comments with links to perfectly aweful sounding things (which I will not repeat out of decency).

Until now, I would log on to update the site and find maybe 5 or so of these comments about penis enlargement, but it went too far today. Rest assured I will be taking steps to prevent this in the future. In the mean time please be patient. If you open up a comments box to find 27 links to *blech* they will be deleted shortly and hopefully permanently!



The Madison

Sunday, July 25, 2004
Madison hand exchange

The Madison is possibly the wildest race at the track. In it, teams of two riders compete against each other in a tag team format. One rider is sprinting as hard as he can, and when he passes his teammate, he uses his momentum to slingshot his partner into the race. 



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