Here is a (long) account of my trip to OKC to see Motley Crue. Continue reading
Don’t forget that Pamela Anderson’s new show Stacked is on tonight at 7:30 CDT. I’m taping it. Yay!
I won’t be around for a couple of days (not that I am the epitomy of timely blogging), because I’m going 200 miles to see Motley Crue in concert! I know you’re all green with jealousy. See you later!
So the other night, I made a list (again) of all the books on my shelves that I hadn’t read. It was a long list. I decided to break the list up into 5 segments. I rated each book on a 1-5 scale: 1 being “Really want to read this book” and 5 being “Really don’t want to read this book right now.”
So here’s the list of the 1′s:
The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco
The Mauritius Command by Patrick O’Brian
Toujours Provence by Peter Mayle
Jane Austen’s Charlotte by Julia Barrett
The Dante Club by Matthew Pearl
Possession by A.S. Byatt
The Princess Bride by William Golding
The Other Boleyn Girl by Phillipa Gregory
Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert
The entire list takes up 3 legal pad pages, so I’ll only give it in stages. Lucky you!!!
What a great book! I totally loved it. And it’s really more of a girly book than I’m used to reading. At the beginning, I wished it was more about the books they read and their discussions about those, but by the middle of the book, I didn’t care anymore. It was a great story. And not one single person had cancer! That is rare in recent years.
This book made me hungry. She talked about all the wonderful food French women eat all the time without getting fat, and I got hungry. Unfortunately, I now only want “real food”. I look at the junk food and boxes in our cabinets and think, “yuck.” I blew up the oven last week, so I can’t cook anything. I got the new part today, but my darling husband has to install it because it requires fiddling with wires. Anyway, tomorrow, I should be able to cook like a French woman.
Today, I went to Nouveau Chocolates to get “real” chocolate. She had French pop music on. I need to get some of that, to inspire me.
I finally finished Dr. Zhivago!
Here’s what I don’t get. Why is it billed as “The Greatest Love Story Ever Told”? A married guy falls in love with a married woman during the Russian Revolution. They spend most of the book separated by thousands of miles. When they get together, they worry about their spouses being dead or getting killed themselves. Oh, yeah, that’s romantic. Somebody wanna help me out here?
Thanks for the link Shelly.
* Familiar places?
* Unfamiliar locales?
* Alien/Fantasy realms?
* Male Protagonist?
* Female Protagonist?
* Don’t care, just want a good story?
1. Past/Historical – But not too far past. Just the last 300 years or so. Maybe a little more. Not ancient Greece so much.
2. Familiar Places – Well, maybe only familiar because I’ve read about them so much. I like Europe. England especially. And France. I don’t particularly care for American settings. Hmmm.
3. Don’t care. My favorite books are a mix of the two genders in the lead character department.
Now it’s your turn.
Is anyone else having trouble with this damn thing? I’ve tried to vote, but it still says 0. My darling husband has tried, too, also to no avail. Anybody else?
I liked this one as much as the others in the series, but I really liked the ending. I can’t tell you about it without giving it away (just in case anyone’s really interested in reading them).
In this one, Cliff Janeway (ex-cop, current book dealer) buys a book for $30,000 with a mysterious inscription. A little old lady turns up and says that book should have been hers but it was stolen 80 years before with a lot more by the same author. Cliff promises her on her deathbed, he will find the other books.
And so it begins.