I'm spending the evening reading fanfic and listening to my Christmas-gift CDs--"Love" by the Beatles, and greatest hits albums by Elton John and Depeche Mode; it's been forever since I've heard "I Just Can't Get Enough," and the cat was looking at me strangely when I started bopping around the dining room as soon as I heard the opening notes.

While I'm thinking of it, 2 books from the 'rents that other parents might like for their kids.

Hedgie (a hedgehog- we like them lots in my family) helps a hen outsmart a tomte stealing her eggs: [link]

And Hedgie the janitor hedgehog gets to shoot into space and save the day: [link]

Both are beautifully illustrated, the former more traditional, the latter spacey and sparkly!

Watching the season finale of Dex. Hmm. I randomly called some of this, just because I felt the need to call. There's no sense of righteous victory in that.

The way Dex walks is hot.

There's very little about Dexter that isn't hot.

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Angel has ruined me for life, hasn't it?

I post about childrens' books when everyone else is talking about serial killers....

Well, you could post about John Wayne Gacy--clown at children's parties as well as a serial killer, thus uniting the two themes!

Kathy, you are so very Wrong.

Hee!

Actually, I had an assistant manager at the bookstore whose landlady was Gacy's first wife. Very creepy, thinking about being married to a killer, especially one as notorious as him.

See, and I was going to say Kathy's suggestion was so very Right, in that good and twisted wrong way.

John List was from the town where I grew up -- he was another one who killed his entire family, disappeared, and remarried to a completely clueless woman (clueless about his past, that is). So creepy to think about how she felt when they caught him.

Sirhan Sirhan's mother was my kindergarten teacher.