FFI ~ Gummi Lice Make Me Crazy!

I’ve been stalking and stalking, refreshing and waiting for this week’s Friday Fill-In to be posted… *sigh* HURRY UP!  Watching (half-watching) Bury My Heart at Wounded Kneewhile waiting, but I can’t really pay close attention to it until I’m done with FFIs.

  And…here we go!

1. It’s cold and so I lit a fire, then the black worms came… I don’t like the black worms, they make me crazy… CRAZY? I was crazy once, so they put me in a round room.. It was cold in there, so I lit a fire… then the black worms came… I don’t like the black worms, they make me crazy… CRAZY? I was crazy once…..

2. I can’t wait to eat fresh-from-the-vine, Indiana-grown tomatoes.

3. My favorite health and beauty product is a nice loofah scrubby, pomegranate-citrus body wash, and a hot, yummy, smexy man to scrub my back 😀 .

4. After number three, all I can think of is *bleep* would be a  a nice long ride.

5. Well, first of all comes right before second of all, and long before fifth or sixth of all.

6.  Renegade lice, my kids, a big can of pest spray, human-sized gummi bears, and six foot nit comb; those were the cast of characters in a recent dream and it was really bizarre, and a direct result of Robotussin and falling asleep watching a marathon of that cartoon show of the Gummi Bears.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to finishing Goblins! and writing up the review, tomorrow my plans include taking Mags to the library where they have the “Paws for Reading” activity, a volunteer brings in an animal (well-behaved sort, though Mags keeps hoping for a monkey) and children can read to the animal for 15 minutes… Maggie’s already picked out which book she’s going to read to the non-monkey animal, and Sunday, I want to take the kids to see Night at the Museum 2, then for dinner at the Chinese restaurant, China Lane, across the street from the theater!

And now for a video clip of Gummi Bears!

And a bonus Gummi, my good SL friend’s favorite songs:

Bring on the ROBO! Woooooooooo!

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BTT ~ Undo that VooDoo You DIDN’T Do So Well

Booking Through Thursday

In the perfect follow-up to last week’s question, as suggested by C in DC:

Is there a book that you wish you could “unread”? One that  you disliked so thoroughly you wish you could just forget that you ever read it?

OMG… this is an easy one to answer.  The Gun Runner’s Daughter by Neil Gordon is one of those books that I wish I could unread.  There was a few hours of my life that I’ll never get back.  It’s one I read before I was blogging, but here’s my review of it from Library Thing:

She was quiet, thinking, for a long time, so long that he asked her what it was. And she answered, hesitantly: “They were beginners, you mean. Two years ago, when they hatched this thing. The problem is, if they really don’t have the will for this prosecution, they’re not going to come out and say that. They’re going to let you say it for them. By losing.”

The plot of the story is: Ronald Rosenthal sells weapons to the Muslims in Bosnia under the wink and nod of the Clinton administration. When a reporter breaks the news of the sale, the federal government arrests and prosecutes Rosenthal to cover their a–. Citizen of both the US and Israel, Rosenthal flees to Israel, where he is regarded as a folk hero. Dee Dennis, the lead prosecutor for the gov’t, realizes he had a fling with Rosenthal’s daughter, and when he talks to her to see if she’ll tell about it, they begin another tryst. Allison Rosenthal takes up the mantle of her namesake, Esther, to destroy the prosecutions case and set her father free.

Simply said: This book was absolutely horrid. The writing was thick and dense, with stops and starts that nearly made me carsick. The characters were shallow and unrelateable. Having never been a jet setting, ivy league, Washington insider, with a house in NY, DC, and Martha’s Vineyard, I really could not care less if the world burned around them. As much as I like crime novels and intrigue, this book not only couldn’t get off the ground, but it belongs 6 ft. under it.

The only good thing about this book is if there’s a blizzard and you have no heat, at least “The Gun Runner’s Daughter” is flammable.

I gave this book one star, and every once in a while I think maybe I was too harsh in my review, but then I just re-read the quote from the book and remember how much pain I was in reading it, and I decide I was more than fair on it.

How about you?  Any books you wish you could unread and get those hours of your life back?