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So I grabbed the next book off the top shelf of my bookcase, looked at it, and groaned.
“What?” Fred said.
“LOOK at this book!” I said, and held it up. “It’s chick lit – Red Dress Ink – but it’s four hundred and fifty pages long!”
“Damn.”
“Chick lit should NOT be that freakin’ long. It shouldn’t be any longer than… like… three hundred and twenty pages!”
Fred laughed. “That’s a pretty specific number.”
“And it should only be longer than three hundred and twenty pages if it’s by an author I really, really like. This author, I’m not crazy about.”
“So don’t read it.”
“But I feel bad for not reading it. I bought it, I should read it!”
“Bessie,” Fred said, and then uttered the truest of the true. “Life’s too fucking short to read books that suck.”
And so I tossed in the box of books we’re donating to the library and picked up the next book on the bookcase.
Because life IS too short to read books that suck. It really is!
(The Myron Bolitar series would be an example of books that rock. In case you were wondering. I’m currently reading The Final Detail and only have another two books in the series left to read. This makes me sad, because I wish this series could go on FOREVER.)
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There’s no
Cold Stone Creamery here in the Madison area, but Fred and I went to the book store one day a few weeks ago, and I found that they’ve put in a “Marble Slab Creamery”. If that’s not an obvious ripoff of the Cold Stone Creamery, I don’t know what is. In fact, the name – Marble Slab Creamery – just makes me laugh. (
Edited to add: Apparently Marble Slab Creamery came first. Who knew?)
I haven’t given it a try yet, but I’m sure I will one of these days.
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I spent quite some time on Netflix the other day, and found that – holy mother of god! – Season One of The Brady Bunch is coming out on DVD! In fact, I went through all the TV shows on DVD and now my netflix queue is 226 long. Man, that’s going to take me forever to get through!
While I’m waiting for Netflix to send me the first disc of Season 4 of
Coupling to watch while I’m on the elliptical, I’ve been watching the first season of
Sex and the City. Man, I miss that show. The first season was back when Carrie dressed NORMALLY instead of the hideous way she started to dress after the show became a hit.
Oh, there goes my Netflix queue. I just added seasons 2 – 6 to it…
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We had
curry-cajun chicken for dinner last night. As always, it was faaaaabulous. We always have it with brown rice, and use the sauce from the pan to put over the rice and it is DAMN fine. And I don’t usually care for the taste of curry, but this stuff is good.
Speaking of cooking, the spud has to make flan to take to school for her Spanish 2 class tomorrow. The other kids got to make easy-to-make easy-to-transport stuff like cookies, and my kid gets flan. How fair is that? No fair, man. NO FAIR.
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We watched
Napolean Dynamite last weekend, and ever since I’ve been having a craving for tots. Sonic actually sells them with – if I’m not mistaken – chili and cheese on top. I can’t decide whether that sounds really good or really gross.
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Apparently
that little fucker saw his shadow last week. Bastard. It’s getting COLD again, after several days with the temps in the mid-fifties. I don’t WANT it to get cold again, I want it to get WARM again and STAY WARM, damnit!
I need to just suck it up and move to the Bahamas. Anyone want to finance that for me?
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Is that a happy looking cat, or what?
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