Oh hey!
Whether it's dealing with celebrity image or political figures or understanding the politics and privacy of the Internet and a website, WILL THE VAMPIRE PEOPLE PLEASE LEAVE THE LOBBY? TRUE ADVENTURES IN CULT FANDOM is raucous, raunchy, funny and pointed: an observation of cultural laws, oddities and changing 'norms' which pokes fun at just about all aspects of Western culture, especially as it meets the machine world. A hilarious, fun read recommended for all libraries, from general-interest lending libraries seeking sharp contemporary humor to college-level collections strong in sociology or social observation.
Diane C. Donovan
California Bookwatch
Why yes, I do still search the internet for validation all the time.
As you should -- that's a great review!
I killed the thread with hubris!
I killed the thread with hubris!
Nah, that's a great review to get all chuffed about. Plus, she's specifically pimping it to libraries, which should all but guarantee you a nice little handful of sales.
I was in self-imposed exile for a bit, writing thank-you notes for job interviews, which I utterly fucking hate to do. Hate. HATE.
so, I'm in a bar, waiting for my happy hour partner, when I notice a couple with a baby. I don't know how to feel about it. At least its non smoking. And I snagged a table and two guys keep looking over at the empty chair.
I totally dropped my dinner on the floor (and the stove, and my clothes) before I got a chance to eat it. Awesome. Luckily, it was quick, and I had more of all the parts.
BUT STILL.
when I notice a couple with a baby. I don't know how to feel about it.
When they first made the bars here non-smoking, it felt like every time I went to a bar, there was a baby and/or little kid, and it was starting to make me nuts, but it seems to have chilled out. I'm not saying parents can't get a drink after work, but just because the baby is asleep doesn't mean it should be in a bar at 9pm!
I'm bored. I should have made plans with someone this afternoon, but I didn't, so I don't have anything to do tonight. I could go to services, but it's already starting to get dark, so by the time I got dressed and got there, the services would be halfway over. (Which is actually when plenty of people arrive, but I don't like coming in late, especially at this synagogue, where coming in late generally means not getting a chair.)
t hides, shamefaced as has had baby in numerous bars at 9pm. Including Pat O'Briens on Bourbon Street.
I'm sitting at home with the kids while my husband sits in the bar. Is it any wonder why it's taken him 2 hours to figure out I couldn't find a babysitter?
