The Night Thoreau Spent In Jail: Part Two Plus The Lord Of The Rings: Part Two: The Two Towers And Other Reading That Does Not Exist At The Moment

I think my title for this post just beat The Effect Of Gamma Rays On Man-In-The-Moon Marigolds.

Anyways, I've finished The Night Thoreau Spent In Jail, and decided I didn't like it as much as I could have, partly because I was often very confused. I find it exceedingly difficult to attempt to picutre the text being played out on a stage. It just doesn't work! And if I don't piture it , I get confused. So, once again, my head hurts.
I think that I now really hate Waldo for "being a phony," in Holden's terms. I mean, people look up to you! You have a son who you ignore, and you seem to hate being home. I have to side with Henry on this one, Waldo. What an idiot.
I really think I like Edward. He's so much like his father, but learned enough from Henry that he isn't a phony, and still has a sense of innocence and truth about him. And then the authors had to go and ruin it by putting him in a war uniform and banging a drum.

The Two Towers is...well, it's certainly better than the first couple chapters of The Fellowship. Did you know that for about thirty pages, my favourite character is mentioned on at least every other page? I do have to say, Merry and Pippin were better when they had a maximum of three lines per chapter. I don't know why, but hobbits are becoming increasingly dull and irritating. Not quite to the levels of Boromir (who dies in Chapter One: The Departure Of Boromir- halelujah, no more worries about him), but that's not hard to beat.
I've also been looking ahead in the book, and I happened to come across Helm's Deep fighting sequences. FIrstly, I would like to say that playing an orc-slaying game using refined and proper speech is utterly hilarious. Secondly,  Gimli must cease shouting Khazad-ai-menu when attacking orcs, for it seems as if he believs that orcs are on the menu for his breakfast, lunch, and/or dinner. Finally, Eomer and Aragorn should stop playing World Cup with their swords. (For those of you who don't know what World Cup is, it'as a soccer game/drill where you divide into teams of two or three and choose a country name. There'as one/a few goalies at the nets, and the pint of hte game is to work together with your partner to score goals. You have to call out your country's name before you shoot or else it doesn't count. If you manage to score, then you advance to the next round. Last ones standing win.) So, Aragorn, Anduril is not an acceptable soccer ball, no matter how cool it is. The mastery of Elves cannot always overpower your occasional lameness, Chief of the Dunedain, Elfstone, Strider, Elessar, Son of Arathorn, heir of Elendil, King of Gondor, whatever you wish to call yourself.

This week's quote is from The Two Towers, which I actually found whilst I was indulging in a guilty pleasure of mine. "It is easier to say stop! than to actually do it." -Fangorn (better known as Treebeard, the Ent)

I will  now go and continue my indulgence in Lord Of The Rings or do my bio homework. I'm leaning towards The Two Towers.
-Jenni