The bad news is: there is no Friday Five today.
The good news is: There are lots and lots of Friday Fives that I have never done.
Here's the Friday Five from this week, last year.
1. What is your favorite type of literature to read (magazine, newspaper, novels, nonfiction, poetry, etc.)?
Magazines. Once a month or so I go to Barnes and Noble and read tons of magazines. Some of the ones I read are: Oprah, People, In Touch, Martha Stewart Kids, Santa Barbara, Town and Country, Mental_Floss, Harpers, and Jane.
2. What is your favorite novel?
This is always a tough question to answer. Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood by Rebecca Wells or She's Come Undone by Wally Lamb.
3. Do you have a favorite poem? (Share it!)
I love poetry. My favorite poem changes with my mood, but here's one of my top 10.
Portrait of the Artist as a Prematurely Old Man
by Odgen Nash
It is common knowledge to every schoolboy and even every Bachelor of arts,
That all sin is divided into two parts.
One kind of sin is called a sin of commission, and that is very important,
And it is what you are doing when you are doing something you ortant,
And the other kind of sin is just the opposite and is called a sin of omission and is equally bad in the eyes of all right-thinking people, from Billy Sunday to Buddha,
And it consists of not having done something you shuddha.
I might as well give you my opinion of these two kinds of sin as long as, in a way, against each other we are pitting them,
And that is, don't bother your head about the sins of commission because however sinful, they must at least be fun or else you wouldn't be committing them.
It is the sin of omission, the second kind of sin,
That lays eggs under your skin.
The way you really get painfully bitten
Is by the insurance you haven't taken out and the checks you haven't added up the stubs of and the appointments you haven't kept and the bills you haven't paid and the letters you haven't written.
Also, about sins of omission there is one particularly painful lack of beauty,
Namely, it isn't as though it had been a riotous red-letter day or night every time you neglected to do your duty;
You didn't get a wicked forbidden thrill
Every time you let a policy lapse or forget to pay a bill;
You didn't slap the lads in the tavern on the back and loudly cry Whee,
Let's all fail to write just one more letter before we go home, and this round of unwritten letters is on me.
No, you never get any fun
Out of things you haven't done,
But they are the things that I do not like to be amid,
Because the suitable things you didn't do give you a lot more trouble than the unsuitable things you did.
The moral is that it is probably better not to sin at all, but if some kind of sin you must be pursuing,
Well, remember to do it by doing rather than by not doing.
4. What is one thing you've always wanted to read, or wish you had more time to read?
I've always wanted to read "And Ladies of the Club" which was recommended to me by my Aunt Pat. I bought it at the Library book sale years ago but haven't read it yet for two reasons. First, it's an old book and I really like new, crisp pages to read, and second, it is over 1,000 pages in teeny type.
5. What are you currently reading?
Fundamentals of Extremism, How to Photograph your Life.
