Hell, my parents were ecstatic that neither my sister nor I would get carsick, and strongly encouraged us to read in the car, since it kept us from whining "Are we there yet?" too often. They'd end up telling us to put the books away only when it got too dark to read.
Angel: Eve. So, I guess we should, I don't know, talk? Eve: About what? Angel: About what happened back there with us. Eve: Angel, it's not like this is the first time I've had sex under a mystical influence. I went to U.C. Santa Cruz.
'Life of the Party'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
Kathy A - Sep 27, 2007 8:01:07 am PDT #4005 of 28222
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
lisah - Sep 27, 2007 8:04:15 am PDT #4006 of 28222
Punishingly Intricate
My sistah! Such a tragedy.
seriously! And what made it worse was my mom flaunting her non-carsickness getting ways and reading non-stop (except when she'd take infrequent turns driving) alll the way from DE to TX and back. She also can drink coffee at all hours and it doesn't affect her sleep (I can't have any after about 3 pm) and she's way nicer than me. Those are the ways in which my mom is better than me! Oh and she's tiny! DAMN YOU MOM!
Toddson - Sep 27, 2007 8:05:02 am PDT #4007 of 28222
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
I went to a reading and signing by the author of "Ruined by a Book" and was surprised that (1) she didn't know where the quote came from and (2) she wasn't familiar with children - especially girls - being told to put a book down.
Kathy A - Sep 27, 2007 8:06:21 am PDT #4008 of 28222
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
Hee! My mom was the one who would get car/seasick, and would tend to turn slightly green (she's gotten better as she's aged). I remember taking the ferry over to Mackinac Island and my sister and I hanging over the railing, watching the water crash up on the boat, while my mom sat on the bench turning colors.
Glamcookie - Sep 27, 2007 8:07:51 am PDT #4009 of 28222
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
My 3-year-old niece also has the carsickness due to reading. It makes her very sad that she can't read in the car anymore. I'm so glad she's so into her books!
lisah - Sep 27, 2007 8:10:44 am PDT #4010 of 28222
Punishingly Intricate
Fortunately my 9-year old niece who is obsessed with reading (and does occassionally need to be told to put her book down otherwise nothing else would get done!) is able to read in the car too. Even sitting in the way back.
(Honestly just TALKING about car sickness makes me nauseous.)
megan walker - Sep 27, 2007 8:12:21 am PDT #4011 of 28222
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
(Honestly just TALKING about car sickness makes me nauseous.)
Yes, please stop.
Glamcookie - Sep 27, 2007 8:12:59 am PDT #4012 of 28222
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
(Honestly just TALKING about car sickness makes me nauseous.)
Total.
lisah - Sep 27, 2007 8:17:33 am PDT #4013 of 28222
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Hey, I'm just started reading I Love You, Beth Cooper!
So far it is cringe-makin' fun! And by a local author. I think he used to write for the Simpsons?
I didn't go to his signing at my friends' store but I got a signed copy anyway. It's signed "I love you, too!"
awww
Ginger - Sep 27, 2007 8:27:13 am PDT #4014 of 28222
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
My mother would tell me to play outside, so I'd just take my book outside. Her main method of reducing my reading was to only drive me to the library every two weeks. This meant that once I'd read all the library books and still had horrible empty days ahead of me, I'd scrounge books wherever I could find them. That's why I read all my parents' books, even though they ran to thinks like Keys to the Kingdom; the encyclopedia; all my friends' series books; and books about Christian martyrs and missionaries from the church library.