Friday, December 28, 2007
File Under: Factoid
I have deposited more checks in the past 4 weeks due to the selling of old home and buying of new home than I have deposited in the last 5 years.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
File Under: Books
"Tomorrow" by Graham Swift is one of the most boring books I've read in a long time. {Warning: spoilers ahead}
The whole premise of the book is that the mother of 16-year old twins is writing them a "letter" because tomorrow something is going to be revealed to them. Something she and the husband decided long ago they would tell the twins when they turned 16.
The drama involved in the "mother's" letter made me think the big revelation would be something good like they actually killed the real parents and kidnapped the kids or the parents were brother and sister.
So what was the big reveal? The twins were the result of in-vitro fertilization. Puh-lease! What a fucking bore. Of course, the mother has to confess to an affair with the family vet that had absolutely nothing to do with anything except making you think for one second that the vet was their father.
The whole idea of the big revelation was just pathetic. I would imagine that parents who go in-vitro, whether with the husband's spooge or not, would be quite open with the kids about it. Kind of like, "we wanted you so much, we did whatever we could to get you." Maybe I'm wrong. But the book is still a bore. Don't waste your time.
The whole premise of the book is that the mother of 16-year old twins is writing them a "letter" because tomorrow something is going to be revealed to them. Something she and the husband decided long ago they would tell the twins when they turned 16.
The drama involved in the "mother's" letter made me think the big revelation would be something good like they actually killed the real parents and kidnapped the kids or the parents were brother and sister.
So what was the big reveal? The twins were the result of in-vitro fertilization. Puh-lease! What a fucking bore. Of course, the mother has to confess to an affair with the family vet that had absolutely nothing to do with anything except making you think for one second that the vet was their father.
The whole idea of the big revelation was just pathetic. I would imagine that parents who go in-vitro, whether with the husband's spooge or not, would be quite open with the kids about it. Kind of like, "we wanted you so much, we did whatever we could to get you." Maybe I'm wrong. But the book is still a bore. Don't waste your time.
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
File Under: Music
There's nothing like the mother-son bonding that happens by singing "Girlfriend" by Avril Lavigne together in the car, complete with hand gestures and head boppin'.
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