Thursday, January 26, 2012
Book Reivew Hiaku: Bossypants
Friday, January 6, 2012
2011 GoodReads Book Challenge
Allow me to fill you in in what has been going on over the past year...um...let's see... yeah I got nothing. Since I am still out of (full-time or for that matter steady part time) work, life has become a cycle of bad daytime TV and pajamas changes. Not to mention, Words with Friends battles with who ever challenges me (threepmcoffee)
Friday, February 11, 2011
Book Reivew Hiaku: A Twisted Ladder
I wanted to love this book, I really did. It had the potential to be a compelling story: mysterious and ancient relative, voodoo magic, the back Bayou, N'awlins. But Hawk just couldn't deliver. The book was poorly written. Whole sections did not make sense, characters were not clearly developed.
With that being said, I did love the feel of this paperback. The paper used for the cover had a smooth, milky, even smokey feeling. In the design biz we call it Touché. To me the paper encompassed the climate of the Bayou in the summer; hot and humid. It conveyed the heaviness of the burden the main character was trying to overcome and avoid.
Book Reivew Hiaku: Twenties Girl
This was one of the first of Kinsella's non-Becky Bloomwood stories that I actually enjoyed. She paired well-rounded characters with an equally developed story. I highly recommend this book for a summer beach read.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Book Review Hiaku: The Lost Symbol
I would totally pass on The Lost Symbol, but hey, different strokes for different folks right? If I was going to recommend a Dan Brown book, I would go for Angels & Demons. It's a far more entertaining plot. Art, dead pope, science. And the science aspect really aids in the plot of the book. In the Lost Symbol it kinda is just there. It doesn't add to the story and it is very distracting.
Monday, June 14, 2010
Book Review Haiku: The Murder of King Tut
*
It was a great read. I never read Patterson based on the knowledge that my Bro likes his books. I don't think I would read any other Patterson's. But I will say I do know why my Bro does read them: it's like writing for dum dums. Seriously. I felt like an Ivy League literature scholar reading this.
** I totally wanted to go but never made it :( http://www.kingtut.org/home.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Book Review Haiku: The Second Assistant
Too many players
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Book Review Haiku: The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
Dear God this movie was faaaaaaaaaaar too long. I felt like I was aging just watching it. In fact I remember getting up and cleaning half of the way through. If I started cleaning you know it's bad.
Monday, April 12, 2010
006: All Harry Potter Edition That's What She Said: Part Deux
It is with a great sadness that I announce that I am on the final book of the Harry Potter series. I am dreading the end of this series. I feel like these little witches and wizards are a much cooler, more productive version of my own family. I really want to be a wizard. Now that I am living on my own I have realized that wielding magical powers would make my life so much easier. Just imagine, I could say Toiletous Scrubious and the toilet would be clean. That would be so amazing.
Hello Malfoy, look who hit puberty!I hate to admit this, but I a big fan of Malfoy and Snape; especially in The Half-Blood Prince.
But back to the topic-at-hand. I was so excited to see the return of the perverted side of Harry Potter with this last book. I was disappointed with the serious lack of TWSSs in the Half-Blood Prince, but never fear, The Deathly Hallows is chalk full of TWSS jokes!
I realized the following: (3 Wizards + 3 Wands) x housework = Comedy Gold.
Page 8 - Malfoy put his hands into his robes, withdrew a wand...
Page 8 - he expected to receive Voldermort's wand in exchange for his own
Page 113 - Ron discussing Harry's birthday present Twelve Fail-Safe Ways to Charm Witches, "You'd be surprised, it's not all about wandwork, either."
Edited on 4/19/10
Page 454 - Grab hold and make it tight. I'll do Potter!
Also check out this video that I stumbled upon on Current.com. Hilarious!
YDB
Still need to read the Half-Blood Prince or see the movie (the best so far, in my humble opinion), just order them through Amazon and you will be in the Wizarding World of Hogwarts in no time!
Friday, March 5, 2010
Book Review Haiku: Chocolat

I think you should reread it,
That's not what I read.
Chocolat available on Amazon.com
Monday, February 15, 2010
Insert Sexy Title and Steamy Nearly Kissing Photo Here
Wait, rewind...
I want to make it clear that the publishing industry has coined the term 'Harlequin Novel' thus classifying these books as novels. However, I use the term 'novel' very loosely. I cannot, with a straight-face, call these books novels even though by definition they are actually novels*. I find it hard to put them on the same level as such great novels like Ulysses, The Great Gatsby, or Dr. Zhivago (had to throw in that wintry awesomeness of a novel for these snowy times the East Coast is living in).
*The definition of novel is as follows: a fictitious prose narrative of considerable length and complexity, portraying characters and usually presenting a sequential organization of action and scenes.So if you are on the East Coast, a single parent (I think it helps if you are single parent, most of these stories involved single parents....interesting. Do you think it is a reflection of the readers?), and snowed in, check out these sexy titles:
A party-loving sports figure is not an ideal parent in Alexis Brown's eyes. Too bad quarterback Dan Delito is the only parent her niece has. Alexis isn't in a position to raise the baby on her own, which means she needs Dan's help. And that means she'll have to make nice with the unsuitable man. Fine.Much to Alexis's surprise, however, Dan is good with his daughter. He also knows he needs help, so he convinces Alexis to act as a nanny until he gets this parenting thing down. And soon their uneasy friendship changes into an unlikely romance. But can a football player, a lawyer and a baby really make a family?
I like the seal that my tubby thumb is covering. I believe it says "Count on a Cop." He's not only a cop, he's also a bachelor. I wonder what he was doing before he starting seducing (what I can only speculate as) that lonely housewife. He's all sweaty. Apparently Bachelor Cop is a defense (against the dark) arts teacher and likes him some Margaritas (it's all in that link. Well not the dark arts part.) Someone actually called this "fairly intense emotional story"
Executive's Pregnancy Ultimatum. Gee I wonder what that book is about. Flynn Maddox, the driven vice president of Maddox Communications, thought he was over his ex-wife, Renee. But when he learned that they were still married—and that she was trying to have his baby—he realized he had never stopped wanting her. It was time to put his fierce negotiating skills to good use. He would give her the baby she so desperately wanted…but not without getting her to sign off on some terms of his own.
It was exactly what I thought it was about. I wouldn't even pay $3.40 for this drivel.
Hehehe this one always makes me laugh. One night Infamous Italian millionaire Gabriel Danti was renowned for his prowess in the bedroom - and Bella Scott was unable to resist the overwhelming temptation of the night he was offering... One baby Five years on, Bella is living alone, carving out a life for herself and her little boy. She never thought she'd see Gabriel again... One marriage Physically, Gabriel has changed. His dark, dangerous looks are marred by scars that are the result of an accident. But his desire for Bella hasn't waned - he wants her more than ever now that he knows he has a son.
I bet she is naked under that trench coat!Kate Cooper cut all ties to her NYPD precinct and dumped her cheating fiance. Jay Savage has gained custody of his teenage nephew and needs a stable job yesterday.When both are offered the only available position at the Fox & Fisher Detective Agency, the obvious solution is to pit seasoned pro against amateur sleuth. And may the best investigator win. But what happens when this professional competition gets personal? There's no denying the attraction between these adversaries, but they have different dreams for the future. There's more on the line than a simple career change. In this contest, they're playing for the heart.
So Frankie went to Hollywood. Relaxed. And now is back. Nah, it's probably not about the return of that One-Hit Wonder, but it would be funny if it were.Doesn't take much to start the talk in this town. And no one knows that better than Francesca Raffa. Once the town's rebel and favorite topic of conversation, she's returned home a responsible single mom and respectable executive. Nothing to whisper about here. That is until police chief Jack Sloan pays her a visit—or three. Suddenly the rumor mill is spinning with speculation about exactly what is going on between Francesca and Jack. Some think she's the prime suspect in a criminal investigation. And others…well, they think there's something a little more intimate happening. If the heated looks Jack sends Francesca's way are any indicator, that second group might be closer to the truth!
If you truly wish to read any of these 'novels,' click the image and it will take to you a site you can buy them. God Speed. And yes, I will look down on you and laugh if I ever see you reading them.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
004: HARRY POTTER EDITION!! That's What She Said
As some of you may know, I have been sucked into the habitual drug that is Harry Potter. I started a bit late (summer of 2009), but I am on Book 5, The Order of the Phoenix, and I am already dreading the end of this series. I love the little, plucky wizard (I was using my Top Gear voice on that last sentence.)
It started with Book 4, The Goblet of Fire. That is when I thought, "Humph. This wizarding world is one giant TWSS joke. Where's Great Scott when you need him?"
Unfortunately, I wasn't thinking clearly to post them as I was reading them. But not with Book 5, I am planning to underline, highlight, and dog-ear every one-liner I can find. Wizards lend themselves so well with the TWSS joke (you know, the wands and everything) that it's really quite disturbing.
page 105: Cover your faces and take a spray," Mrs. Weasley said to Harry and Ron...
page 187: Harry's, whose hands had been busy preventing the escape of Trevor, received a face full.
I will totally post more as I find them.
YDB
Book Review Haiku: The Wedding Girl

No worries, not spoiling
Dang photog! Trouble ensues
or
Mother is a bitch
Groom is SUCH a whiney bitch
Save it for the beach
Monday, November 30, 2009
Book Review Haiku: Haunted
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Book Review Haiku: Rant: The Oral Biography of Buster Casey
Book Review Haiku: Rant: The Oral Biography of Buster Casey by Chuck Palahniuk

Wall covered with green boogers
Thoroughly grossed out
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Book Review Haiku: Cocktails for Three

What a piece of fluff
Candice was the best story
Just read the Shopaholic
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Book Review Haiku: A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

Drunkie is 'sick' again, sigh.
Poor Little Francie.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Book Review Haiku: Nickel and Dimed: On (Not) Getting By in America

Can't live on only one job
I learned nothing new
Friday, October 2, 2009
Have I ever told you...
At UArts Liberal Arts classes were integrated with the other majors (Dance, Painting, Music, Glass Blowing [yes that was a major]). Freshman year at UArts, as in many Colleges and Universities, all students were required to take an Intro to Lit class (or something like that). My Intro class was held in the late afternoon on Mondays and by that time I was completely spent. I can't remember the actual breakdown of a usual day as a UArts freshman, but I believed it consisted of 2 classes a day, each 1.5-3 hours long. So you can image, after a 3 hour 3-D class, the last thing you wanted to do was sit in a lecture about some book you didn't read because you were up all night drawing perfect circles for your morning class (yes, that was an actual assignment. I am proud to say I can still draw almost perfect circle freehand). So afternoon Intro to Literature totally sucked balls.
I had a very soft spoken woman as a Lit Professor who like to set the torch lamps to, what I like to call, 'Sexy Lighting' for the class. Each week we would sit at a giant square table and discuss our assignments. Most of the time I would try to position myself at the farthest corner as not to be a easy target for questioning on anything. I figured since those acting majors were so chatty let them be her targets.
The first day of class the Prof handed us our syllabus with a list of required reading. I only recall 2 books, In the Shadows (not sure if that is the right name but it's close) by a Japanese dramatist and our semester long assignment, Ned Rorem: Knowing When to Stop: A Memoir. I knew from the first minute I saw that hefty Memoir that there was no way in hell (or earth) that I was going to finish that book. It was some where around, well I don't know how many pages it had, but according it Amazon.com it weighs 2 fucking pounds.
So each night aside from our regular reading homework, we had to somehow fit this tubby bastard into our already hefty schedule.
The Professor didn't give us any background information on Rorem; never played any of his music, or showed us any of his Operas. Just "Here. Read this book, and write a paper when you are done." What the fuck.
Well I gave it a good go. I had to have gotten 3 chapters in before I threw my hands up in disgust. It was an asinine story to read. This man did nothing but drop names of people without explaining who they are, what they did, or how they related to him. I am seriously. I can remember it vividly. There was one full page with nothing more than names of his friends. Name after name after name…after name. At that point I knew I wasn't even going to attempt to finish this book. What was the point? To write a silly little paper? You know how many papers I wrote in High School without reading a book? So I came up with strategy: ace all of my other assignments, take a lower grade on the final paper, and I should be golden.
Well my plan (kind of) worked. I aced all of my papers; I attended and participated every class, and was able to fudge my way through my final paper. God love the Internet, right?
On the last day of class she handed back our papers and there on the top of my crisp white laser paper was a giant, red D. I wasn't surprised. I knew that most of the content in that paper was based on my assumption of what the book was about.
The Professor decided to hold a little Q&A on our required reading book. I remained silent. After getting a D on the paper I figured I didn't want to give away the fact that I did not finish the book. Not many people were participating. I was becoming uncomfortable. I decided to speak up. I remember being very bold and just admitting right away that I didn't even bother reading the book and that I thought it was a terrible book. I told the class that I would never have read this book on my own nor did I want to waste my precious end of the semester time reading it when I had all of my art classes to get squared away. After all I had to draw a perfect circle and square. The Professor sat there pensively and looked me in the eyes. She said defiantly,” So you only read biographies and autobiographies of people you know?"
I had to hold back the laughter that was building inside of me.
"Yes, of course I only read bios of people I know. What's the purpose of learning more about a person you are not interested in? People read biographies to find out more information about a subject that intrigues them. I want to read about people and events that I already have found interesting and am anxious to know more about it. Not this person. I gave the book a shot. I read a few chapters and felt I really don't care if this man lives or dies.
You [the professor] could have introduced him to us, by talking about him, explaining to us why we were reading it. Telling us it's part of the curriculum is not enough for me. Hell, you could have played some of his music for us or shown us some of his Operas. This way there is something for us to connect to while we are reading. Instead you throw us a 500+ book to read and move on to some other piece of literature." *
The Professor looked aghast! If I were sitting any closer to her I think she may have hit me. But it was the truth.
Later on when I received my report card, I noticed a C- for Literature. I didn't question it or complain. I didn't even care that much. I said what was on my mind and was glad that I did it. I still love this story and laugh every time I think of it. It wasn't my first C- nor was it my last, but it certainly was my favorite.
Your Daily Barista
* Not necessarily verbatim but it is pretty damn close.











