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An Entry That Barely Belongs in a Book Blog

It's 4th of July weekend, which means I'm at my parents' house, watching episode after episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer with my 15-year-old brother and struggling not to gain ten pounds due to all the readily-available fast food. See, that's a benefit of living in a city with no car: fast food can be a pain in the ass to get to. You have to go out of your way to find it, and in all likelihood you'll pass several other better-for-you options on the way, all tempting you to eschew your plans and get a salad at Au Bon Pain.

When you're in a medium sized city/town with a car, it's basically either cook something yourself, which involves driving to the store, going in, buying stuff, going back out, driving home, bringing in said stuff, and then doing cooking things, which I don't even know how to do — either that or you drive to Wendy's and get fries, a chicken sandwich and a Frosty. Doesn't that sound amazing? Yes, it does. And despite buying a foxy new dress today, I would risk gaining the weight in order to eat said amazingness, because, as my mother says, "you have a strange relationship with food, Alice."

How is this about books...ah yes, in the spare minutes between seeing Buffy in a new, feministy light and driving to Dairy Queen (we have a policy among siblings that if someone proclaims 'shenanigans,' we go out and get milkshakes or a similarly delicious fast food item), I've been reading Middlesex and Sarah Silverman's book, The Bedwetter: Stories of Courage, Redemption, and Pee. Quite frankly, despite my undying love of comedic essay collections, I'd stayed away from the latter because I'm on the fence about Sarah Silverman, comedy-wise. But my friend Katie and I found it at Books-A-Million for like $6, and the first sentence of the foreword sold me:

When I first selected myself to write the foreword for my book, I was flattered, and deeply moved.

Nice.

I think I'll do an actual review of this one, as I've found it generally much more enjoyable than I ever thought I would. As for Middlesex, it is excellent, but Oprah already told everyone that, so who am I to echo her opinions?

Oh! I've also spent the weekend thus far showing my parents drunk youtube series, namely Drunk History and My Drunk Kitchen, prompting my mother to ask: "Is getting people drunk the new funny?"

My mother obviously has nothing to do with pop culture, ever.

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