Breaking news from the Midwest...

Emergency cactus spine removal.

We were sitting outside enjoying the Nebraska, August evening when a fat, little toad hopped into our party. Being the city girl I am, I jumped up to take a picture, frightening the toad, who then jumped into the nearest cactus to hide. And there he sat, with spines in his mouth, flailing about and injuring himself further. Until my stepsister, Daniela flew in to the rescue, snatching the toad from the evil clutches of said cactus. I ran in the house, grabbed my tweezers, and we had ourselves a makeshift vet clinic, operating room. Poor little guy had spines stuck in his face, feet, belly and even his eyes. But when all was said and done, he hopped off into the sunset, not too much the worse for wear.

You're Saying Glenn Beck Isn't An Arrogant #&%@?

Here's a great video clip of Glenn Beck defending his current freak out on Bill O'reilly's show. You know there's something wrong with you when Bill O'reilly is mocking you.

http://videocafe.crooksandliars.com/heather/glenn-beck-defends-his-radio-show-freakout

Thanks to Jon for the heads up!

Material Wealth

Christy and I were talking the other day about how being thrifty can make a person, to use her words, shriveled. How being ungenerous with ourselves can make us ungenerous with others. This was in reference to (perhaps justification for) me wanting to splurge on a new hardcover of an author I've never read. It was just one of those books that I felt I needed to have. I think the last time I bought an unknown author (to me) in hardcover, was A.L. Kennedy's Everything You Need, and that was 2001. Of course that's not to say I haven't bought loads of other new hardcovers by people I have read, but it always feels like more of a risk, more of a splurge, with the unknown. In an effort to be more generous with myself, and in consequence, all of you, I bought the book. So, you're welcome.

It's Come to This

I'm at the point where I have studied so much, taken so many practice tests, worked through so many problem sets; that I am starting to see the same questions popping up in various different study guides. The question I would like answered is; why, if I've seen these question before, even answered them correctly before, I just got my worst practice test score on a test I have actually already taken?

And Here's a Lolcat to Keep You Interested

This is how the studying makes me feel...
...you know, if I were a cat.

This One Goes Out to Carrie Glover

Blech, blech, blech. And a ho hum for good measure. I know, I know. My blog is unbelievably boring at this juncture. Most of you probably aren't even checking it anymore. But I promise, be steadfast. The posts will become more frequent and more interesting on Sunday, September 27th.

Overheard at Work

A: I just recommended a book from your section.
C: Oh yeah, which one?
A: XXXXXXX by XXXXXXXX.
C: Cool.
A: Yeah, and the guy bought the crap out of it.

Move Over Stephen King...

I have a new enemy.

Forget bookselling, and reading. Forget crafting and the mittens. And definitely forget law school. Killers albums will go unheard, James Mcavoy movies unwatched, and I never will find out what happens to that ragtag band of humans on Battlestar Galactica. Buy as many Kindles as you want, put every bookstore out of business; that's someone else's battle. I'm packing up my things, buying an uzi and going on the hunt for douchebag.



I clench my fist in anger! Two years of my life for this country...and what have you done Glenn Beck? You fat fuck.

Things That Are Worse Than Amateur Poetry Slams

Pandemics
New hire training/sexual harassment videos
Tori Spelling
Olives

Take That Amazon!

The other day I got a call at work. It was a gentleman inquiring about a call he had received from us about a special order. I looked up his info and told him that yes, indeed we had received his special order. He let out a long sigh, and I braced myself for anger, wondering what could possibly be wrong, we had his order and rather promptly at that.

He tells me that when we ordered the book we weren't sure when it would come in and that it might take as long as six weeks. He said go ahead, order it and he would try to find it elsewhere in the meantime.

Well turns out the book shows up two days later, we call him and he calls me. He's already found it...at that big bookstore in his computer. I say, "It's no problem, it's our fault and you're not obligated to buy it." And he says, "You don't understand, bookstores are DYING. I'll be in tonight to pick it up."

Swoon. What a lovely, lovely man.