28 July 2009

7 i honestly can't decide if i want to be joan holloway or just have sex with her

7 comments:

Les Savy Ferd said...

welllllll, i wouldn't kick 'er out of bed if you know what I'm saying. which is not to say she'd ever be invited, what with me being a lawfully married man. But say she got lost some time and just somehow ended up there, welllllll. I'm sure L would understand. hell, she probably invited her in the first place.

oline said...

you know you're so going to get hell for that when you go home tonight, right?

Les Savy Ferd said...

It was nice knowing you all.

oline said...

i hereby vow to pick up the literary gauntlet and write evil man smells baby, stabs snowman in your name.

Les Savy Ferd said...

make sure you get blurbs for the back from Sensei, one (any) member of Clem Snide, and Green Lantern Kilowog. As it should be.

oline said...

done. i'm sure the clemmers remember me from That Night.

Osutein said...

Here ya go Dougo:

"Stab an Evil Baby, Smilla Smells of Snow" is among the finest books I've read in weeks. The writing is fresher than the salad bar at Whole Foods and the plot will literally make your head explode with character-driven confection. Grammatically it's exciting. Gerunds abound. As do dependent clauses. I assume the past-participle is used, which is probably well. In all honesty, it's this year's 'Crime and Punishment,' which I have never read, but hear is good. I highly recommend it to the literate.