December 5th, 2007

Forget Me Now

Why, Sometimes I've Believed As Many As Six Impossible Things Before Breakfast

Emily and I watched the first four episodes of Arrested Development on Sunday. Jesus, I forgot how goddamn fucking funny that show is. The laugh/minute ratio is insane. Nothing airing currently holds a candle.

I finished reading Alice's Adventures in Wonderland/Through the Looking-Glass. What nonsense! I'm not used to stories that are clearly being made up as they go along and don't make sense or have a point. It's such a strange work to be in the literary canon, but there it is, exerting its influence over a century later. I wonder why.

So now I need some Christmas reading, guys. I'll be doing some traveling, so I'm looking for one book of sufficient length to keep me occupied for, say, at least eight to ten hours. Preferably in paperback for portability. And not something in a series that I'll be compelled to continue after I'm done; I'm not ready to be tied down! What do you recommend? Something fun and not boring. I'm sure you know what I like.

But until I have a new book, I have television! Whee!

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