2010 Reading Goal Update

So, yesterday I finished Book 3 of Charlaine Harris’s Sookie Stackhouse series,  Club Dead. This was much better than Book 2, Living Dead in Dallas, which I also read this year.

Book 2 was loosely used as inspiration for Season 2 of the HBO series, and I actually thought the TV season was better. Maybe I just expected more from the book since I’d already watched the season and knew what it was about, only to be let down when I discovered it was much different.

Harris is a very simplistic writer, and I often stopped reading to admire the fact that someone actually published what I was reading.  I kept telling myself, “I could write this and write it better.”  Harris’s timing at jumping on the Vampire Popularity Train paid off.  In the end, the books aren’t very complex.  They are extremely repetitive. And contain numerous errors in the plots that a good editor should have caught.

However, as I said, Book 3 was much better since there was an element of suspense that hasn’t been ruined by television yet.  I also enjoyed seeing Sookie spend much of the story away from Bill.  Their relationship is even becoming stressed. Yes, I already know that they don’t stay together, so no need to tell me!  Book 3 also spends a lot of time visiting characters that are werewolves. But what vampire love story doesn’t?

Despite the humor I find in the poor writing and holes in the plot, yes, I am going to continue to read the series.  I may even give Mrs. Harris’s other series a try.  It’s easy to see why they are so addicting though.  They don’t require a lot of thought.

Harris’s characters aren’t very complex either. I like them though because I can relate to their southern disposition, being from the south myself.  And they aren’t pretty.  Harris celebrates their flaws and handicaps which actually makes them feel more real on the page, despite there not really being a lot on the page.

It’s definitely fluffy beach reading, although that sounds so cliché.  But then again, the vampire genre itself has become cliché too, right?

A Review of an Inspiring Review

So, having worked at the same company for six years, I’ve spoken to some of the same customers each week for that same amount of time.  Plus, our company owns about 35 of its own bookstores and I’m the customer service rep for a handful of them, so I know the managers well.

Yesterday, I somehow had an odd and interesting conversation with one of my favorites.  We began talking about TV shows we like such as Antique Road Show, The Pickers, and Pawn Stars; and how the ideal job would be to get to go through old sheds full of junk to look for treasures.  This led to a conversation about old things we like to collect.  I have a strange obsession with old sepia pictures of people I don’t know.  It turns out he does too.  Years ago I picked up bagfuls of them at a Flea Market for a quarter each.  I couldn’t believe these were someone’s family photos.  Would my own Kodak and digital downloads be in a future Flea Market some day?

Back in the day, people often posed with the dead for a photo.  My manager friend suggested a book to me called Wisconsin Death Trip by Michael Lesy.  We actually both looked it up together on Amazon while on the phone to see if it was still available.  Sure enough, it is. After the call, I began reading the reviews people had written about this book, and one review in particular totally caught my attention and I just can’t get it out of my head.

It was written 3 months ago by a reader named Erica Bell. It begins…

This is a true story.

When I was around 11 years old (I’m 46 now), we got this book as a Christmas present from my quiet uncle, who was a doctor far away. I pored over this strange book in horror. I said, “Mother, I think something’s wrong with Uncle James. Why would someone give a book like this to us?”

About three years later, he gassed himself to death.

I’ve practically committed these lines to memory. There are a thousands images these few lines conjure up in my mind and I may just have to sit down and write about it.  I think these would make great opening lines for a book, and heck, I just might write it!  But I find it fascinating that of all places to find inspiration, it was in a review on Amazon.

Oh, and I’m totally going to by Michael Lesy’s book too!

I smell the situation….

I don’t watch MTV’s Jersey Shore.  Instead, like everyone else, I just Google phrases like “shirtless MTV guido boys” and see what images pop up. Today on Sirius, I heard Mike “The Situation” from JS is planning to launch a cologne called the “Sitch.” I wonder if it will be a cigar-sy blend of pasta and gym sweat, maybe with a touch of hair gel and white tank tops (whatever they smell like).

Smells like Joysey Spirit!

I’d buy it.

From Digital Spy:

Jersey Shore star Mike ‘The Situation’ Sorrentino has revealed that he is launching his own cologne.

The reality star, who served as Access Hollywood‘s red carpet correspondent at last night’s Grammy Awards, told the show that his fragrance will be named ‘Sitch’.

“Who wouldn’t buy a cologne called Sitch by Situation? It’s in the beginnings right now, but it should be coming out hopefully in the next couple months,” he said.

Sorrentino added that he is “pretty spontaneous” when it comes to buying his own colognes, explaining: “I don’t even know, as soon as I find something that I like, I’ll say, ‘That’s it! That is The Situation’, and we’ll grab it.”

MTV recently confirmed that Jersey Shore will return for a second season this summer.

Gaga’s bitch

Cause this is Thrilla....Thrilla night....

So, I’ve been thinking about this all day and I’m sure you have too.  Did you notice Elton John was pretty dressed down last night on the Grammy’s when he sang with Lady Gaga?  Maybe ole Elton has finally met his match when it comes to Liberace-like attire.

I mean if you compare it to what he wore when he sang a few years ago with Eminem, it’s like Gaga told Elton, “You better not upstage me bitch!”

And then Elton said, “The bitch is back!”

And Gaga said “Oh no she’s not, and just for that, I’m making you wear dirt on your face.”

And Elton said he liked it dirty, but he misunderstood.

Gaga felt bad so she let him wear some sparkly glasses and a dangly galaxy earring but it just didn’t do anything to help him stand out like he normally does.

Whose ya bitch now?

No body upstages Gaga.  Only a fist of pianos could keep them from ripping each other  apart.  But Gaga didn’t know Elton likes fists. ;-)

Poor Rip Torn got ripped and torn!

Hey, Gary, who does your hair?

Did Rip Torn not make enough money from those hit films he was in like Freddie Got Fingered, RoboCop 3 and Men in Black?  I’m just curious…

He was arrested Friday for drunkenly forcing himself into a bank with a loaded gun.

Hello, is this Rip?  Gary Busey called and wants his mug shot back.

Hey Rip! I like that shirt.

Good-bye Jan Jan! Hello Fat Naked Babies Shootin’ Arrows At My Butt!

Every man should be born again on the first day of January. Start with a fresh page. Take up one hole more in the buckle if necessary, or let down one, according to circumstances; but on the first of January let every man gird himself once more, with his face to the front, and take no interest in the things that were and are past. ~Henry Ward Beecher

So, January ended with the Grammy’s and while I can’t wait to see what crazy person will perform with Elton John next year, I have to admit the opening GaGa performance was pretty tasty. I swear the more I see GaGa on the news and hear her on the radio, the more I like her.  There, I said it. She’s like a secret addiction no one wants to admit to, or probably should at my age.  I’m tired of Green Day.  I don’t care about Beyonce. Yay for Taylor!  Pink got me all wet, along with half the audience. And after the MJ thing, I turned the channel.  Does anyone want to buy my slightly used 3-D glasses.  I have 2 pair that weren’t even worn.  Anyone?  Anyone?

And I woke up this morning seeing red, only because there are hearts all over my calendar.  Who put Valentine’s Day in February?  It’s too cold for that.  Or maybe it’s just that I’m a cold hearted bitter snake and was single most of the time in February.  I’m not now, but still.  February???  C’mon.  It’s President’s Day month.  It’s Black History Month.  It’s Valentines Month.  It’s like the month of leftover stuff and it’s only the 2nd month of the year.  I recall bulletin boards in gradeschool with the faces of Lincoln, Washington, MLK, and Cupid on it.  WTF?  I heart bulletin boards!

And now back to our regular scheduled rant…

Well, what I really wanted to talk about in this first February post is how awesome I’m doing on my New Year Resolutions!

I finished two books in January: The Lovely Bones and the 2nd True Blood book, Living Dead in Dallas. I’m already half way through a 3rd book which I was hoping to finish yesterday but a bad migraine kept me from that.  Oh well… only 28 more books to goal to meet my goal this year.

And based on my last half dozen posts, you already know that the money saving / coupon clipping thing is paying off too.  Yes, I’ve been keeping track!  I saved a total of $219.28 in January from my coupon clipping.  Not bad.

I did write a few letters in January too.  Mostly to Mom.  I included a note every time I sent her my extra coupons.

We won’t mention the weight loss goal.

And I’ve already forgotten my other goals by now so they must not have been that important.

Dance around my living room to Lady GaGa songs every day?  Check.

Make fun of Valentines Day? Check.

Ramble on about my book reading and coupon clipping because I’m slowly turning into some odd 1960, Donna Reed, McCall Reading, Home Perm, Clothes Line, Gossiping house wife in sensible shoes?  Check!

Welcome to February, bitches.