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summer book brigade, part I

First up:

Finished this book the other day (confession: I started this whole adventure a little over a week ago).  I must say that this book made me love Bono even MORE than I already do.  And Chuck, if you ever read this, I think he is the for real.

This book also made me laugh quite a bit.  And although I don’t recommend it if you are easily offended by the f-bomb, I do recommend it if you love music, culture & also enjoy reading stories and commentary on everyday, bizarre, and totally imagined life.  Klosterman has this really unique way of writing that makes you feel like the two of you are just hanging out somewhere shooting the breeze and he’s entertaining you with tales of his wacky friends.  The only difference from this and when my other friends tell stories, is that when Klosterman’s telling a story, he’s talking about his wacky ridiculously famous friends, and most of my friends are not ridiculously famous . . . or at least not yet.

Second to bat:

So my mom was visiting this week to help me clean my house and sterilize it from MRSA infection that manifested itself on my rear last week . . . it was a pain in the butt, LITERALLY.  She pretty much cloroxed every square inch of cloroxable space in my home . . . about 900 times.  And although the smell about killed me, I did appreciate that the little germs of Hades have approximately -99.09234% chance of living in my house for the next, oh say, 10,000 years.

On this trip, mom also brought furniture for me to set up in the guest bedroom (THANK YOU LEONA!!). When I started reading this book, we hadn’t yet purchased the mattress set for the new bed, so mom and I slept together on my freshly bleached and laundered bed linens.  Mom was already asleep when I came to bed and started reading and LAUGHING.  I was laughing so hard while also trying to stay quiet (which any rational human knows is a hopeless cause) that my whole body started shaking and I had to get out of the bed because I couldn’t keep it in any more.  Oh gosh, do I LOVE me some Anne Lamott.

I won’t spoil this book for you by going into story details, but all I’ll say is read it.  I hope you laugh as much as I did (or more!)

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