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Scott Adams does more than just Dilbert. I don’t read his blog regularly, but someone pointed to “Existing” and it’s worth sharing. An excerpt:

It’s nice to think that you can be your own person, true and accountable to no one but yourself, but I don’t think life works that way. We are what other people allow us to be.

Read the rest. Not sure I agree entirely, but there’s something I treasure in the collaboration of building a life. Selfish as I’d like to be (or am), seeing my actions reflected in the eyes of people I care about helps keep me on track.

Eating has been a more conscious act for me since seeing Super Size Me. No claims to remarkable health or true moderation, but I do pay attention. Left over from the wife’s book group, The Omnivore’s Dilemma by Michael Pollan lived up to (most of) the hype. My favorite portions (ahem) included the exposition of corn’s pervasive place on the American menu, and the visit to the Polyface Farm. Pollan’s introspective take on hunting and gathering sagged a bit at the end, but from a very high plane.

We saw Pollan in person in January, as part of the City Arts & Lectures series touting his follow-up book about food. It was a pleasant evening, although I found the “host” distracting. The following month’s visitor to City Arts & Lectures, Neil deGrasse Tyson, entertained us wonderfully. You can watch Tyson hold forth yourself. Strongly recommended!

I’ve shared my respect for Paul Graham’s work before (more). I’ve pondered learning how to program many times. So this Slashdot thread last week, “AppJet Offers Browser-Based Coding How-To, Hosting,” pointing to AppJet as a Graham-recommended way to learn how to program caught my attention.

When you follow the link, you see the reference to AppJet. What you don’t see is that Graham’s company, Y Combinator, funded AppJet. I like that he’s put his money behind the effort, but straight up disclosure of the investment, in context of the recommendation, would be even more powerful.

I’ve read the first chapter of Graham’s book ANSI Common Lisp. If Graham thinks Lisp is so great, I’ve wondered why he doesn’t suggest starting with Lisp as a programming language.

Graham almost answered the question in my title here in his Lisp FAQ.

But not quite.

Is Lisp’s power and beauty only recognizable to those who’ve already scaled the heights in another language?

Actually, I’d added a link to Delicious for the AppJet intro course before this high-powered reference. I have a question which I’d still love to see answered.

“Javascript programming = good habits or bad? (as applied to other languages)”

Anyone?

(Side note: interested to see that Graham suggests Python as an alternative that is becoming more Lisp-like. The rise of Django, a framework built on Python, only accelerates.)

Phew. Caught up with all the reading I did this late spring and summer, just before Labor Day comes to a close. My apologies to those flooded with these blog reports of several months of reading in a handful of days. Now back to our regular irregular updates. 😉

Alan Furst is a find. Since the paperback of The Foreign Correspondent touts “New York Times Bestseller,” I’m slow in that revelation.

Start with the eventful lead-up to World War II, add Italian emigrés in Paris in 1938, when travel throughout Europe is still allowed (if dangerous to some), throw in the security services of four different countries, and add a surprising love affair. Furst delivers a compact, literary “small” thriller.

One note: Furst’s website is awful. I couldn’t find a link to The Foreign Correspondent page on the site itself, resorting to repeated Googling to arrive at the exact destination cited above.

Easy to trust Bernard Cornwell for a good read after all the Sharpe novels. (Which reminds me, I should return to those…)

Wildtrack (1988) reads like a Dick Francis book with sailboats instead of horses, reminiscent of Sam Llewellyn’s thrillers. (I’ve read several, all before I started keeping track on this blog.)

The only false notes in Wildtrack are Nick Sandman’s quickly changing feelings for the two leading women in the novel. His decisions don’t feel true to the character, distracting from the rising tide of the story.

I’ve kept Salman Rushdie‘s Midnight’s Children since college, when I was supposed to read the celebrated 1980 novel. My paperback copy is from 1991, and 17 years later, I’ve finally completed this sweeping story.

In only his second novel, Rushdie creates language and pulsating imagery like few I’ve read. Only immediate comparison would be Umberto Eco, but Rushdie is earthier and more direct, though just as erudite. Also, Rushdie stays in this century for his play with history. Midnight’s Children‘s conceit is the narrator’s intimate connection with the history of the subcontinent.

I’d appreciate pointers to an all-in-one history of the creation of India and Pakistan, and the subsequent disintegration of “East Pakistan” into Bangladesh.

Steven Berlin Johnson has been justly celebrated for several of his books. I’ve read his blog and many of his articles in Salon and The New York Times, but The Ghost Map was the first book I’ve read. The subtitle is “The Story of London’s Most Terrifying Epidemic–and How It Changed Science, Cities, and the Modern World.” Johnson’s own sense of wonder in telling the story comes through. Biography of an idea, profile of an early scientist, chronicle of how ideas spread (as much as disease), and history of data visualization: this book wraps several narratives together, wonderfully.

I’m embarrassed to reveal that I read The Wheel of Darkness by Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child. Please don’t repeat my mistake.

Murder in the White House by Margaret Patterson is an eminently forgettable mystery. Location, location, location may rule in real estate, but it’s not enough to make up for boring plot.