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The Road to Nowhere

Well, Sweet Jebus, I finally finished On the Road . In the end, it was like assignment reading......a task I had to finish! And still, I just don't get it. I mean, it get that it has some great lines. In some places, it does. And I get that even with the pseudonyms it tells that stories of some interesting characters in our American pop culture history. But when it is considered "speaking for a generation"? Really? If you were a part of the Beat Generation, or even if you weren't but just really like the sentiment of it, would these be the guys you would want as your spokesmen? Men who hold no regard for working to paid, men who step out on their women, men who drink and use drugs with wild abandon, men who spend hours and hours in a Mexican brothel with eyes for underage girls? Because I got news for you, my friends. While all this traveling and free thinking seems really intriguing years after the fact, I guarantee you back in the day you would not have...

Look Outside, Dummy!

How can I possibly be expected to handle work on a day like this?

Buy a Boring Book from the Guy Who Slept With Anna Scott!

Who among us readers has not wistfully imagined one day owning a small, cute and successful little ole bookstore? Read this and change your mind. Or not. And by the way, this lady here, my personal hero. My favorite is: If someone comes in and asks for a recommendation and you ask for the name of a book that they liked and they can't think of one, the person is not really a reader. Recommend Nicholas Sparks. And on a completely unrelated note, I am thinking of starting a whole category of posts with obscure titles that only real book/movie nerds would ever get. Thoughts?

The Weekend Can't Get Here Fast Enough.....

Some days I miss my kid so much I can barely stand to look at his pictures on my desk and on my screen saver. Today is one of those days.....

Obamanites Unite!

These days it's hard to be a liberal voter.....a supporter of the President. Especially in an office like mine filled with older Republican God-fearing white men who want to protect their cash and middle-aged white women who don't understand the importance of protecting their own sisterhood. It's tough to wave the flag of the things I believe in: equality, fairness, justice, consideration. So I have to wave it quietly. I nod sagely at the Presidential jokes in the halls and even take the quizes sent around by email that tell us who we should vote for (mine was Obama, of course). But to be completely honest, the last few weeks have had me running scared. Until last night. The previous weeks have been a complete onslaught of Conservative ideals with the early debates and primaries. I watch and listen just to stay in tune to what's up.....even if I disagree. But I was starting to get worried......what if the masses out there actually agree with this crap-ass rhetor...

Bleeker, Check the Mail!

I'm wearing my red fleece jacket today and totally channeling Juno....without the eggo prego, home skillet!

No More Jello For Me, Mom!!!!

On this dreary rainy weekend, I am giving On the Road one last shot. Even though all the while I'm reading it, I can't picture any of the images I looked up of Jack Kerouac but can only imagine Michael Fitzsimmons . I'm sure this is an explanation for another time......just like the post title......