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After the last meeting of the Books & Pie club--which featured "alcohol" instead of books and "one of my cooking fiascos" instead of pie--you might have wondered if we'd ever hold a successful meeting again! This weekend, a mere six months later, we convened at Walker's Pie Shop to prove that Books & Pie could rise above binge drinking and return to its roots: consumption of pie and intertextual critique of Little Golden Books.


We had some new members at the meeting: Ian's longtime friend K., our new friends Dan and Nadya, and their friend B. In addition to these delightful newcomers were regular Books & Piers Jenfu, Shannon, Ian and myself. And the Poky Little Puppy.


We kicked off with A Sleepover Visit, which is a fairly simple--if not simplistic--story of a young boy named Michael confronting his adolescent sexuality.


He goes over to his friend Jim's house for a "sleepover visit," and the symbolism (rockets and balls, potted plants, cuddling) blatantly suggests the true nature of that visit: the awakening of Michael's homoerotic curiosity and some boy-on-boy experimentation. The book is open-ended, leaving us to wonder if he's now ready to explore the world of male/female love (in this case represented by a tender hand clasp with Jim's hot mom) or if his homosexual experimentation will lead to the realization of his ultimately gay identity.

Our second selection was Little Boy With A Big Horn.


Of course we originally selected this book expecting more blatant sexual symbolism as featured in A Sleepover Visit, but in fact, it's a very different and complex book. (We summed this up with "Sometimes a salmon is just a salmon" or "Sometimes a train is just the Industrial Revolution, even if it is going through a tunnel.") The protagonist, Ollie, blows his "big horn" and heralds (or warns) of the advent of the industrial age and the beginnings of feminism. Society isn't ready to hear Ollie's message, and eventually he is relegated to the new frontier, where his message is ultimately subsumed into the dominant counterculture. A Whitmanesque figure, Ollie is ultimately the tragic victim of conformity and fails to realize his true pioneer potential.

You'd think this would be enough in-depth explication for one afternoon, but we ordered another round of pie (the fresh raspberry was delightful) and moved on to Doctor Squash the Doll Doctor, possibly the most multifaceted work of all.


Doctor Squash, I think we all agreed, represented the dominance of the white male patriarchal empire-- "The Man," if you will. He is shown engaging in various types of oppression, "squashing" other cultures and exploiting their natural resources. Nations represented included France, Switzerland, Africa, Native America, and Mexico. The potential of a socialist revolution is hinted at, but ultimately the nations are merely the pawns-- or "dolls"-- in Doctor Squash's imperialist agenda.


Oh, and we remembered to sing the theme song! In case you were ever curious about the lyrics, they are as follows:

I like books,
I like pie,
I like books and also pie.
Hooray for books,
Hooray for pie,
Hooray for Marxist and Freudian metatextual analysis of the subtext!

(But mostly pie.)


 365 days ago (give or take):

"Then I told him about the other job and he was very supportive, and talked me through all my Starbucks guilt, since this is the worst possible timing in terms of leaving Starbucks. Then a customer walked up and asked him how fresh the milk was, and he said, 'It's not expired, sir, we use fresh milk.' 'But HOW fresh is it?' 'Well, we don't have a COW back there, if that's what you're looking for.'"

One year ago I started this job and decided I loved it. One year later the job is permanent... and I still love it! I do miss Starbucks at times, though.

 


what i'm reading:
I finished Tropic of Cancer and will update the booklist soon...ish. Still reading Possession and One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest.

what i'm writing:
Nothing this morning.

what i'm watching:
Jack & Bobby last night, sort of.

anything:
Best question I've been asked at work: "What is it like being a potpourri of grammatical knowledge?"

the monagerie:
Apple seems to be fine, the birds are fine, Jenfu is fine and enjoyed her pie.

journal quote of the day:
"It's the last great unspoken secret, loneliness. You can confess your drug addiction, you can confess your eating disorder, you can confess your childhood abuse, you have lived through it and it took power and character and courage to overcome and you can be proud of having overcome it. But where is the pride in confessing that you are alone and unhappy about it?"

The amazing Elizabeth says goodbye to her journal... for now. With an entry that's just... true. So true.

mood ring:
banana

shakespeare says:
"As she lived peerless, so her dead likeness, I do well believe, excels whatever yet you look'd upon or hand of man hath done; therefore I keep it lonely, apart." (The Winter's Tale)

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