Damnit, Dewey's Readathon! Stop happening on days I am otherwise engaged! It's April 21st this year, which is when I go to Milwaukee to see Rachel Maddow be smart and awesome. I'm not giving that up, people. I'm not giving that up.
Today's probably a catch-up day, as my other entries lately have been weird things like book reviews, so let's do this:
1) WOMAN IN WHITE READALONG. Do not forget. We're starting April 2nd, first reading is the preface to page 126, and I will have chapter numbers for you instead of page numbers when I have my copy of the book with me. Which is not right now. We're gonna finish this and we're gonna finish it good (you heard me).
2) I have been collecting ALL SORTS of gifs and haven't been using them.
3) I'm going to be in NYC Friday to Wednesday. Doing crazy hedonistic things like marching in the 101st Remembrance of the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory fire and visiting the site of Emma Goldman's apartment. So I don't know how much updating there'll be. Of course, I say that and then watch me update twice a day, but I'm hoping that won't be the case, because vacations, we all need them.
4) I will never not like the song Livin' la Vida Loca.
I started reading Portnoy's Complaint because of What the Dickens? (which I fully expect you all to at least try, because otherwise how are we supposed to say things to each other like 'ha-hah! Sandi Toksvig and her lack of understanding regarding football jokes! what fun!') and I'm enjoying it thus far. Do you know how many Male American Authors I've read? Yeah. That'd be basically none. With the exception of Steinbeck, whose writing I would wed and have five children with, two of whom would do well, whereas the other three would become farmers and somehow end up getting their heads blown off by shotguns after delivering touching monologues about Man's Place in the Universe. Mmm Steinbeck.
You all behave over the next few days.