Notes and books

At some time in Writing Degree Zero Roland Barthes poses the idea of the object as an extension of some kind of physical self: something that stays with you as an extension, or lets say, as a member that carries certain function. In this case, a pair of shoes, a book or even an I Pod work as a conglomerate which by extension acquire certain value due to the uses they've paid.





In my special case, this object is a little Mead Magic Explosion Insects Version 150-paged ruled notebook. With this notebook I make annotations for what would later become the football match reviews, here at the blog. In this case, this loyal ruled friend accompanied me first when the EURO 2008 was beginning, particularly in the match between Switzerland and Portugal, and the heart-breaking Turkey v. Czech Republic nearly two years ago. The second match, as you could see, ended with an outstanding 3-2 on favour of the Turks. Obviously the state of the posts has improved tremendously (or at least that's what I think, or pretend to think).





One can see the actual end of something that is purely physical as a notebook and when one looks on the pages written ages ago, emotive times pass as a recreation of a memory. I went on an extensive search after that kind of notebooks, but the outcome was far from being prosperous. In any case, it was substituted, just as a player on the pitch.





The experience of writing in Spanish has been quite an adventure for me, even when it is my mother tongue. In Mexico there's not an actual government programme for the care of writing from very early stages of school development, despite all the prizes and awards made by public and private institutions. Nevertheless, my awful composition seems to be improving. I do it slowly, and strangely, one can end up with a four-year degree in English literature without having the least sense of a proper writing in an Spanish-speaking country. The odd thing would be that I care less than a rat's ass, but that's not the case.

In other news we have some music from Das Racist via Stereogum. The mixtape is right here. You can have a funny week if you listen to this New York Hip-Hop. It's amusing enough not to fall over your books when reading... ehrm...