I know, I know, I know I should have reported in before now. But sometimes real life just gets in the way. I attempted 5 books in November. I say attempted because I slapped a big DNF (did not finish) on Neal Stephenson's Cryptonomicon. I just can't seem to get into this guy. It's the second or third of his I've given up on, Not so the other four, starting with a biography of Stephen Stills called Change Partners. This followed by a hilarious biography of the guy responsible for National Lampoon called A Stupid and Futile Gesture - How Doug Kenney and National Lampoon Changed Comedy Forever. I ended the month reading yet another biography, this one of the man behind Rolling Stone magazine,. It was called Sticky Fingers: The Life and Times of Jann Wenner and Rolling Stone Magazine. A fascinating read. So last month I hit the magic number 50 I'd imagined for myself back in January. If I roll this month into my yearly total I'm at 54 books. And I still hav...
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Where the Hell do you live, in West Virginia?
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Look, mom, I caught the ball
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I just love my job of being the quality control inspector to check how anatomically correct the wax figures are.
That's all I got.
Umm, seriously though-- I grabbed Washington's junk at Mount Vernon and stuck my tongue in the ear of a bust of Eisenhower. In my defense, they were clearly coming onto me at the time.(Also, the children who witnessed me fondling the first president learned a valuable lesson about something. They grow up so fast.)
I vote for Cheryl P's first caption.