Virtual and "My Name is Red"

最近忙，没空写博。自恋一回，把在CND发的口水贴搬到这里：

fourteen 写道:
we can initiate a word-by-word thing. Especially the words of modern literature/art/film/poetry, etc.

Don't know nothin' about modern literature/art/film/poetry. Does technology count?

I like the word "virtual". It's big in the industry: virtual machine, virtual server, virtual network, even virtual keyboard. Virtual Community, virtual friends, virtual love, virtual university such as this one. How much of our life has changed due to this virtualization?

From my latest personal experience, this Virtual thingie beats reality. 路过命令我汇报，我不敢不汇报。见面之前吧，嗯，有点害怕。怕谁？一个怕路过，一个怕Blue. 见面一看，都挺面善的，心说，8错8错，以后再也不怕她们了。没成想，莫用，一回到这儿，还是怕。 好在这怕也是 virtual 的。

Virtual is Real. Reality is virtual? Nah. Not catchy enough.

谢漫人介绍 Ig Nobel. Sounds like Beanpot Oscar. Them wacky Harvard kids.

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"My Name is Red"看完了。Not a page turner at all，if you ask me. Who Dunnit (murder mystery) ain't my cup of tea. 想了想我为什么看完了，找到几个借口：

1。作者毕竟得了诺贝尔。瑞典老头们的考虑我也知道，但理解：that part of the world deserves more of our attention and understanding.

2。书是借来的。我的经验，真要想把一本书看完，买不如借，借不如租，租不如租不着。 逾越你不用装斯文，我想说的就是妻不如妾，妾不如偷，偷不如偷不着。 That rule definitely applies to books.

3。答应了要写个书评。有些拉郎配的味道，搞不清自己究竟是因为喜欢才看，还是因为看了才喜欢。也搞不清自己到底是为了写才看，还是因为看了有话要说才写。只好不把自己当回事，一笑置之。

我先闭嘴，免得透露情节招人讨厌。不过，既然是在瓦尔登，就扯一点就近的事情。Pamuk 因为说土耳其人屠杀亚美尼亚人而受到指控，在我们屯就有一个挺大的 Armenian Community, 中心在水城（Watertown), 水城广场附近有一家博物馆，好象就叫Armenian Genocide Museum, Mount Auburn St. 上有他们的教堂(希腊正教)，很有特色，有沙漠建筑的风味。都没进去过。 不过去过他们的杂货店，里面的干果、蜜饯、手指头大的小点心，外加Humus and Tahila, yum yum yum.