Well, folks, I read seven (count 'em) seven books in October. One I didn't finish but even at that I hit the magic number 50 I estimated for myself by the end of the year. The six books I successfully waded through were, firstly, What Happened, Hillary Clinton's book on her bid for the Presidency. I''m a bit of a political junkie so I get off on this stuff but still it kinda struck me as one long whine over losing. Next up was the excellent Canyon of Dreams: The Magic and Music of Laurel Canyon. Laurel Canyon was the fabled area outside of Los Angeles where many musicians and artists lived. Known as a 60s enclave, the book takes a look at just who lived there over the last 80 years. A fascinating read. Next up was Lightfoot, a biography of Canadian folk singer Gordon Lightfoot. He may have been responsible for some iconic folk songs but he was also quite the womanizer and boozer. Enough said. Then I read Dan Brown's new tome Origin, the fifth ...
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"Spike couldn't figure out why he wasn't chosen for the 2011 Pin Up Calendar..."
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Growing up, Albert always felt ignored by his Mother. All she ever did was sew. Twenty years later, Albert still seeking his Mother's approval visits her. Her nose is still in her sewing machine.
"Mom! Mom! Can you see me now? I'm a pincushion!"
Ack, I'd delete that last one, but it took too long to type. hee hee
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Ha! I totally missed the "pin-up" reference. Good one!
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