I was at the library the other day, and I decided to get out some magazines along with the books. Looking through the magazine stacks, I picked out a gardening magazine, and "Taste of Home", because they might as well have named that one "Cooking for Dummies with Five Ingredients or Less", and, let's see, I grabbed an "Outside" magazine, and, finally, a "Harper's".
Have you all ever read "Harper's"? Because I hadn't. And the reason, as it turns out, that I have never read "Harper's" is because I am, evidently, too stupid to understand the articles.
Seriously, that magazine is hard-core intelligent.
I mean, I like to think that my reading-comprehension level is fairly high. I also like to think that I'm a reasonably intelligent person. But I swear, I started trying to claw my way through the articles in that magazine and my brain was all, like, "owwwwww. Stop itttttttt. It hurtzzzzz."
In a way I'm glad that there's a magazine for people who are, evidently, a billion times more intelligent than I. (Or is that "Than me"? Oh noooooooooo.) And it's given me a new thing to put on my goal list: Make it through an issue of Harper's and understand all the articles.
Hey, a person can dream, right?
In other news, I made an ill-advised attempt at conquering a gigantic banana split on Saturday. *urp* Seriously, I thought I'd lost my taste for soft-serve completely after trying to scarf down that monster. Until Sunday, when I ate more ice cream. There's something wrong with me.
Monday, August 02, 2010
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I have never even picked up a Harper's magazine, but now I'm curious. I did, however, go to the library as well on Saturday and now have 12 books to read in two weeks. Oh yeah, and there's the 4 books a friend gave to me too...I don't think I'll be picking up a Harper's any time soon.
I always confused Harper's with Harper's Bazaar.
http://www.harpersbazaar.com/
They were nice and reformatted the title so it was clearer.
I had a subscription to Harper's for years and read every issue, until one day I realized it was WORK! Nobody was paying me to do it, and although it may have made me a more interesting conversationalist, there was no one with whom I could converse about that stuff. If I were a NYC VIP escort, I'd consider it work-related.
a billion times more intelligent than I. (Or is that "Than me"? Oh noooooooooo.) The easy solution to this grammatical issue is "a billion times more intelligent than I am."
Now I'm scared to read to Harper's. I've heard of it, but I thought it was a run-of-the-mill home & garden type of magazine. Guess not.
I read Harper's magazine so you don't have to!
hah.
Glad I'm not the only one who had a hard time with that bad boy.
So glad for the warning of what not to read! Or should I say "Try" to read!
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