Saturday, February 28, 2009
My current reading is the latest in the Lois McMaster Bujold The Sharing Knife series. I'm enjoying it and it's buzzing along pretty quickly. I'm sure I'll finish it today. I have, as anyone who knows me can tell you, a to-be-read stack of mammoth proportions, so finding something else to read is not a problem.
I am feeling some pressure due to the 2009 Reading Challenge to start a biography. I have one on Mary Todd Lincoln which I'm about half way through--which I could finish. I carefully set up the rules of the reading challenge so that book started but not completed could be grandfathered in for credit. (Heh heh. That was devious I admit because I knew I had the Lincoln book out there and a book on Robert E. Lee which is also half finished----oh yeah, and a book on George Washington which is half finished.) I bet my discerning readers will have noticed a pattern in my reading habits. I'm not wildly fond of biographies that end up being dry and boring. Give me real life, passion, conflict, and the behind the scenes stuff.
The big plan for the weekend is to finally complete some chores that have been hanging over my head. Finish my tax returns. Mail some packages to family. Clean the house. Buy new kitchen knives with Judy's Solo Strong award money. Oh yeah--and DON'T MESS UP MY BACK again. I feel pretty strongly about that last one. One thing you can be sure of--in the narcissistic world that is my blog---I'm be telling you about it.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
I take a lot of crap about Robin-World. Some of my friends seem to think it is narcisstic of me to think I am the center of the universe. I beg differ. I do NOT think I am the center of THE universe. I am just the center of MY universe. See? Robin-World. Duh. Let's get down to brass tacks, doesn't everyone really think about themselves ALL the time? Secretly? I just have the guts to admit it. Now that I ponder it, I'm quite admirable. In fact, I'm so special I deserve some kind of award. Yeah--that's it, an award. Robin-World's Queen and President needs to start an Honor's List and then deserving persons (ME!) could be Knighted. Then I'd be Queen, President, and Dame Robin of Robin-World.
Friday, February 20, 2009
For the first time in this book, we get a sense of the fact that Eve is actually the head of the homicide division—the ranking officer under Commander Whitney. There is no equivalent to Captain Feeney—the head of the EDD division—so I’m surprised I haven’t wondered who has been running homicide before now. I don’t know how the duties are split between Commander Whitney and Eve, though, because Eve has never seemed to have any duties in this regard before this book.
Our old friend Detective Baxter and his faithful sidekick, Trueheart have been investigating a murder for more than two months and still have no real evidence or clues to lead them to the murderer. Baxter asks Eve (as his supervisor) to take a look at his murder book and the lines of investigation that he has followed to see if fresh eyes on the case can help break it open. Since getting this case, Baxter has been given and solved six or seven other cases. In fact, he has multiple open cases right now, which he is juggling. (I have to mention that just because it is what Eve used to have to do too, early in the series--but never seems to have to do anymore.)
Conveniently, while running a list of names looking for a possible conspirator in her murder, Eve sees the name of the wife of the victim in Baxter’s murder and puts the pieces together. Wife 1 murdered Husband 2 and vice versa.
This was a good book—with no high highs or low lows. It was a solidly interesting mystery. When the wife finally got nailed for the murder it was very satisfying. (The second conspirator is an abused wife who was just a sad woman. I felt badly that her children would be essentially orphaned.)
The fun personal part of the book was that Louise and Charles got engaged. Charles decided to change careers and will now be a sex therapist. He bought a big house and he’s ready to settle down. Now maybe Eve won’t show up at his house at 10:00 o’clock in the evening in order to question him because one of his gazillion clients has some connection or involvement in a murder. Hasn’t she ever heard of business hours? I give the book a solid four out of five stars—a good, solid book—not a great one.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
The story in a nutshell--a whack job is abducting women. He tortures them and then kills them. When he arranges for their bodies to be found, he leaves the hours, minutes, and seconds that they lasted on their bodies. I didn't inquire to closely into how exactly he left this information--again, I have a very low tolerance for ick.
It turns out this serial killer, "The Groom" has previously killed women in New York. Nine years earlier, Feeney and Dallas worked the case as partners but were unsuccessful in stopping him. In this book, Feeney passes the leadership of the task force to Eve, when they realize The Groom has returned to New York. Although he clearly had some issues with giving up the leadership position since they have a big fight when she fails to give him a heads up about some new information that comes in on the case. Feeney acts like a jerk--Eve acts like a whipped puppy--they make up the next day.
This time around, "The Groom" changes some of his previous patterns. For starters, he uses products made by Roarke's companies. He also abducts women who work for Roarke. At first it appears he is motivated by Roarke somehow. Eventually, it becomes clear that Eve is the motivation for his actions. He intends to make Eve the apex of his serial killer career. Hah. No chance of that--apparently he's never met Eve.
There's very little time for personal story lines in this book because the team works around the clock on trying to catch this nutcake. Mavis and Treena do get pulled into the story and briefly spend time at Eve and Roarke's because it turns out only Treena's tendency to change her hair color frequently kept her from being one of The Groom's victims.
This is a tough story because the suffering of the victims is pretty terrible. The team work themselves into exhaustion trying to save the women kidnapped. The ending, however, is a big pay off. Not only is the last woman saved--but Eve turns the tables on the murderer and we have a satisfying conclusion all around. I give the story five stars out of five.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
But I digress, (what else is new, right?) in this latest story—Eve is called to a school where a nice, young enthusiastic teacher has suddenly and unexplainably died. She quickly discerns that he has been poisoned with ricin. As one might expect, given the extremely ordinary nature of the victim, motive is tricky to figure out. Soon, another murder takes place at the school, and well, it gets very complicated. Suffice to say—Teacher A shouldn’t have given little sociopath Rayleen an A- on her project.
The big secondary story line of the book is the reappearance of a former love of Roarke’s. Eve immediately senses that this chick is different. She handles it all wrong—focusing on the possibility that this woman will tempt Roarke back into crime rather than admitting that she's afraid that Roarke will compare the two of them and regret marrying Eve. The conflict between them ebbs and flows through the book and wrecks Eve’s concentration and her ability to eat. She is one emotional ball o’angst.
Highlights of the book—Nadine’s new show “Now” debuts with Eve as the first interview. Summerset and Eve are definitely on the same page regarding the evil blast from the past. Eve has heart-to- hearts with Mira and new mother Mavis which are very tender. The final scene where Roarke’s eyes have been opened to how his former lover has hurt Eve and tried to hurt their relationship is pretty satisfying since he unleashes the “wrath of Roarke”. Love that phrase.
Lowlights of the book—um…uh….well, I guess if one feels the need to be really nit-picky they did spend a long time on a murder that was not necessarily high profile. Of course, having Eve investigate an ordinary murder makes a nice change but---well—I might have mentioned this before, but one at a time? Nobody else in homicide is just carrying one case at a time. When the series started Eve didn’t either. I mean, is she the equivalent to Brenda in The Closer (love love LOVE that show)? Because if she is, then, she should only be assigned high profile cases. Is she the equivalent to Eames and Goren from Law & Order: Criminal Intent? Because if she is, then, she should only be assigned high profile cases. THEN, it would be okay that she only carries one case at a time. Otherwise she really needs to be juggling more cases. And while I’m on this riff—what’s with never taking a day off or ending shift on time? Peabody is working the same hours as Eve and who’s approving all this overtime? Even if Eve can afford to give up the $, Peabody can’t. What about those pesky details of life? Laundry, groceries, cleaning the house—Eve has somebody to do all that for her now. Peabody doesn’t. Even access to real coffee and occasional good breakfasts doesn’t make it all roses being the partner of a workaholic.
Still—even the lowlights are minor compared to the pleasure of reading a series of books that extends into the dozens of volumes and is filled with a cast of characters I adore and enjoy spending time with whenever I open a book. I’m going to have some serious book withdrawal when I hit the last in the series so far. I give this book four and a half stars out of five. ;O)
Monday, February 16, 2009
Eve pulls a murder which turns into a double homicide, then a triple homicide and ultimately, a kidnapping, baby-selling operation. The first murder is an accountant (a very nice woman) who discovers that someone is cooking the books. She tells her fiance. Murder follows. Then a cover-up murder.
In a seemingly unrelated crime, one of Mavis' pregnant friends goes missing--failing to show up for Mavis' baby shower. When Mavis turns those tear-filled, best friend eyes on Eve and asks her to personally investigate Tandy's disappearance--what can Eve do? Well, mostly not sleep for the next three days or so while working herself to a collapse. I was so tired on Eve's behalf, that by the end of the book, I had to take a nap.
What's great about the book? Eve dealing with a birthing class, baby gift shopping, the baby shower, Leonardo and Mavis getting married, and the birth of Mavis' baby. Best idea, ever? Getting Mavis a tiara. Next best thing about the book--Tandy and her baby are safe at the end of the book.
Not so great things about the book--the too convenient intersection of the triple murder and the baby mom disappearance. This isn't the first time Eve's had a couple of cases just happen to intersect so that she 's able to solve them. Cassandra, anyone? Second annoying thing--the Commander calling Eve into his office to say that there is concern that Roarke will access private client information taken into her custody as part of the accountant's murder investigation and use it to enrich himself. Is Roarke considered a criminal by the NYPSD or not? If he is, why do top police officials come to parties at his house? I don't think the real chief of police in New York is going to Christmas parties at John Gotti's house, for crying out loud. I'm pretty sure the real New York police department isn't hiring criminals as their "expert" consultants. I'm pretty sure real criminals can't get top secret Defense Department contracts to supplies computer and security systems. All of which is true of Roarke in this fictional world. So, to me, the continued use of Roarke being havey-cavey to keep Eve from a promotion, and to cause Eve to have ethical issues, is just annoying.
In spite of that, I still loved this book. I was well satisfied with the time spend on Mavis's baby and having the two babies at the end of the book being named after Eve was sweet too (Quentin Dallas, and Bella Eve). I give this book four and a half stars out of five.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
In addition to eating the same food over and over again, Judy and I also like to listen to the same song over and over again. Our latest favorite is God Don't Play Second Fiddle sung by the Gaither Vocal Band. It has a lotta words--frankly, you need about twenty listens in order to get all the words straight.
As people who read my twin Judy's blog may know, a Five Guys opened up close to our house in a much nicer part of town than the Five Guys we ordinarily frequent. Being lazy, this suited us to a T, and we were very happy. We bopped first chance on a Saturday and we actually ate in the restaurant (a very unusual occurrence for us). We liked it so much we probably would have gone back the next day but I had already gotten out hamburger for spaghetti. Since there are just two of us--we ate spaghetti the next two meals in a row. There's still some left over in the fridge, in fact, but I have issues with food after a certain number of days and I'M not eatin' it now.
Moving on, here, the result of this sequence of Five Guys, Spaghetti, Spaghetti, was that Tuesday was the next available slot for Five Guys. And so we went. We didn't eat in that time as it was after dark. (I don't like being out after dark. What can I say? I have many, many, many quirks.) This meal too was very good, but I was satisfied. I had no immediate plans to go back again for a little while.
I'm sure most people wouldn't have to even think about whether or not they wanted to eat in the same restaurant again, but Judy and I have inherited an odd quirk (hmm, that word is coming up a lot here) from our mother. We like eating the same thing over and over and over. I remember one month where we fixed the same meal (Chicken patties on a bun with french fries) twenty times. After we eat the same thing over and over like that. we don't always go back to that food again. For example, we don't have chicken patty sandwiches anymore, fyi. I don't know if we just saturate ourselves or what. This never seems to happen with donuts either, which again, could explain the size of my rear.
Anyway--I wasn't planning to go to Five Guys--but a funny thing happened on the way to the coliseum. Every week our friend Saba comes over for dinner. We eat dinner together and watch Real Housewives or Eli Stone or Pushing Daisies--before they cancelled the last two shows anyway. Wednesday evening, Saba called as she was leaving work to ask what was for dinner. I had to confess to her that I had no idea. Judy and I were planning a run to the grocery store to get something but Judy wasn't home yet. (She works late a lot. A LOT.) Saba was dee-lighted to hear this because she had a yen for a burger...and you guessed it, she volunteered to stop by Five Guys on her way home.
So that is how I ended up eating Five Guys three nights out of five. It is also the way that Judy discovered that she likes ketchup and mustard on a hotdog. Frankly, I can't believe that she's in her forties and has never had a hotdog with ketchup and mustard, but I'll let her blog about that.
My friend, Shirley very kindly included me among the eight blogs she passed on the Friendship Award to. Now the pressure is on me to pass it on to eight more blogs. Yikes. I'm not sure I've got eight more blogs that are "friendly" enough to pass it on to. (Two dangling prepositions...I oughta fix that but I'm too lazy.) I'll give it a try though.
2. Mr. Foot
I only know two of these bloggers personally, but I regularly visit all of them and I enjoy them.
“These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award.”
Saturday, February 14, 2009
After Dallas, Eve went into the Child Protective Services system. She was placed in foster care with a woman named Trudy Lombard. Trudy shows up in New York in the wake of all the media coverage of the Icove case with the intention of blackmailing Eve and Roarke. Apparently, Trudy was an abusive nutcase with a bent against abused girls—she pretty much made Eve’s life a misery until she ran away.
Trudy shows up unannounced at the police station cooing love and “I’m your mama”. Eve doesn’t handle the first encounter with Trudy too well. It pretty much sends her into a familiar emotional meltdown. She races for home in a state of completely wierded-outness. She doesn’t connect all the dots right away as a result. Roarke, cynic that he is, recognizes right away that Trudy is looking to cash in on the connection. His encounter with Trudy was satisfying since he pretty much scared her silly before he sent her packing.
I’m sure you can see where this is going. Trudy is subsequently murdered and Eve and Roarke discover the body. Once again, Eve makes herself primary in an investigation in which she has a clear conflict of interest. It is quickly evident that Eve and Roarke couldn’t have killed Trudy since her TOD corresponds to when Eve and Roarke were having their big Christmas bash. Hey—that makes a change—a party where Eve doesn’t have to run out and save someone or interrogate someone or arrest someone. Woohoo! Eve proceeds to then pour department resources into what can only be described as a simple murder. She manages to get approval to have Baxter and Trueheart follow Trudy’s son and wife around New York. She has a rotation of uniforms on protection duty for two people about whom there is no evidence that they are even in any danger of being attacked. All this was with holiday overtime pay, too.
Eventually, our murderer is revealed to be another foster child who was abused by Trudy. A poor unfortunate who ended up a sociopath—there’s a slight implication that this is the result of abuse—but I offer in contradiction the millions of people who’ve been abused who don’t turn into conscience-less killers. Oh, the murderer is also Trudy’s daughter-in-law.
Highlights of the book include: Peabody and McNab have a big fight because they are going to visit McNab’s family in Scotland. Peabody is nervous they won’t like her. All is made better by receiving a Christmas present from Eve and Roarke—private shuttle to Scotland—mag car rental while in Scotland. Their make-up scene is both funny and sweet. Peabody wove a sweater for Eve and Roarke for their gifts. Even Eve appreciated that. Mavis checks in by phone after Christmas and that’s all we see of her but we do learn her baby is due around Valentine’s Day and that Eve and Roarke are going to have to begin taking classes to assist in the birth soon.
The best part of the book--Eve and Roarke actually spend Christmas together and we get to be there too. Remember the last book ended before Thanksgiving so we missed the whole visit from Roarke's family except for one scene. One book even ended right as Eve was walking down the aisle for their wedding--which I'm still aggravated about--holding a grudge here. So trust me when I say--it is unusual in an In Death book to get to enjoy time off with Eve and Roarke.
Memory is a good addition to the list of novels already written in the series. The love story between Eve and Roarke advances. Peabody and McNab's love story advances. Mira and Eve deepen their friendship, and we learn more about Eve's history after Dallas. Best book of the bunch? No. Enjoyable? Yes. I will rate this one with four out of five stars.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Anyway, for me, THE red light food is doughnuts. I love doughnuts. I adore doughnuts. If doughnuts were a guy--I woulda married him. I like most doughnuts, except, Krispy Kremes. Too icky sweet for me--which is almost impossible to believe--since they were made from the three most important food groups (sugar, flour, fat).
When I lived in Illinois, I used to start everyday with a diet coke with vanilla from Sonic and added a chocolate frosted doughnut from Casey's. I miss Casey's doughnuts. Every single kind was so good. :::Sigh::: Do skinny people feel sadness about not having access to their favorite foods?
Here in Maryland, I have to make do with Dunkin' Donuts. There are DDs EVERYWHERE. I live less than a block away from a Dunkin' Donuts and yet I hardly ever go. They've been feeling the pinch of less discretionary spending (I assume) because they keep having sales on doughnuts. So today, I hit DD before work to buy a half-dozen for three bucks...which turned into a dozen for six bucks. I got assorted but requested some chocolate frosted. They did me proud. There were three with chocolate frosting including a Boston Creme doughnut (my DD favorite).
My point (I'm getting there) is that I ate the Boston Cream doughnut in the morning. I had the second (chocolate frosted) for a dessert before lunch. I think I would have eaten more but for the fact that, well, peer pressure. Thank goodness humans have a built in need (generally) not to look like a total greedy-gus before co-workers. Okay...I did eat a half of a pink frosted one after school---I was able to restrain myself from eating the second half. That oughta count for something! I think I get why people eat in secret. Of course, if you find yourself eating in secret maybe you should consider that, that's a lot like secret drinking. Isn't that one of the warning sights of alcoholism--when you start drinking alone and in secret? I guess if I start chowing on doughnuts in secret I'll know I'm displaying signs of being a "doughnut-holic". Wait, wait--I think I'm already displaying signs of "doughnut-holism" just based on the size of my rear and my unnatural passion for doughnuts.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Monday, February 09, 2009
Part One: 5 of 12 books read. (General Fiction)
Part Two: 0 of 12 books read. (Biographies)
Part Three: 6337 of 50,000 pages read.
I'm on track for general fiction and pages read, but I'm way behind in the biographies section.
The book opens as nine-year-old Nixie Swisher sneaks downstairs to drink an Orange Fizzy at two a.m. She sees a shadow and follows it only to see an assassin murder the family housekeeper. She's smart and she's got guts--so she doesn't make a sound and she is able to call 9-1-1. Then she does what any nine year old would do--she heads upstairs to her Mom and Dad. Only to discover they've been murdered too. Her brother and best friend are also dead.
As you can imagine telling the book from Nixie's perspective is heart-wrenching. In the course of events, Eve Dallas takes Nixie home with her. Nixie is counting on Eve to catch the men who did this to her family. Every time she sees Eve she asks her if she has caught them yet. No pressure.As a secondary storyline we also have the problem of what to do with Nixie now that she's an orphan. Her best friend Linney was killed (sort of in her place) and now Linney's parents don't feel they can become Nixie's guardians. I was rooting for Eve and Roarke to just keep her. It seemed like a great solution to me because then Eve wouldn't have to actually give birth. I can't figure out how she can do that because she's always getting hurt in the line.
Pros--the book gets you by the throat. The scene where Nixie goes to the morgue to see her family will make anyone cry. She lays her head on her mother's chest and realizes there is no heartbeat. (Frankly, I'm tearing up again just thinking about it.) The character of Nixie is memorable. I wish Robb would find a way to let us know how she is doing.
This book has everyone we like in it: Mira, Morris, Baxter, Trueheart, Webster, Mavis, Peabody, Feeney, Nadine, McNab, Whitney--you name 'em--they're in there. Much of the story takes place at the mansion as Eve works out of the home office. We see lots of Summerset, who takes on the majority of Nixie's care. Mira is in and out as she counsels Nixie. Mavis visits Nixie as a treat. Yeah, the gangs all here.
The plot is tight. At first, you can't figure out what this average family could have done or been mixed up in that would have resulted in this heinous murder. In the end--it was believable to me. Revenge and sociopaths--whacha gonna do?
Hinky-bits--Nobody sleeps like they should--especially Eve. I get that Eve is trying to solve a bad one. For crying out loud, at least give the girl six hours a night. Working on three hours sleep again and again is counter-productive to your mental health, plus, it makes you grouchy.
Next, after two cops are killed in the line--Eve announces that every detective will be working the case in addition to their current caseload and all personal time and vacation time is cancelled. Then the next thing I know, Internal Affairs is at her house because of suspicion about all the OT. Huh? I thought all resources were being devoted to this? None of the non-team member cops ever seem to do anything to help the case either, so why say they'll help?
Finally, Robb really likes her Eve fighting with technology character trait. Used to be Eve's car was always a barely functioning piece of @&^* but two books ago she got a brand new ride. (After her car chase scene in this book, I'm not sure it is still in great condition.) She also got a new computer three books ago. Now it's mis-functioning. In fact, I think Robb might have forgotten that she gave Eve a new computer altogether.
Despite, my minor nit-picks, this book is the best of all the In Death books. Nixie is a great character and her story will make you weep. I give the book FIVE stars out of Five.
Sunday, February 08, 2009
Saturday, February 07, 2009
Friday, February 06, 2009
Thursday, February 05, 2009
What seems to be a simple crime of passion quickly evolves into more as we learn that the whole double murder is a frame up. The victims, it turns out, were employees of the future Department of Homeland Security. Now we're up to our neck in spy-stuff. Needless to say, eventually bad guys are caught and justice prevails.
Biggest con of the book--already mentioned it. The constant, never-ending inter-connections where Eve is primary investigator in cases where she has a clear conflict of interest. Second, another occasion when Eve is nearly blown up but yet never seems to require hospitalization like a mortal person would.
On the personal front, Peabody and McNab practically move into the house for the duration. So does Feeney. There's an hysterically funny scene early in the book when Eve attempts to get fingerprints off a candy wrapper left behind by the thief who keeps stealing her candy stash. The other major story line is the revelation that Homeland Security had Eve's father under surveillance as part of an operation and knew he was abusing Eve. They had listening devices in the hotel room in Dallas. They knew when he hurt her and when she killed him. In fact, they cleaned up the scene after the fact.
This news--that Eve could have been saved--sets her reeling and enrages Roarke. He basically vows to kill the guys who did it. Since Eve hates murder that causes a deep rift between the two. I got kind of fed up with the whole story line because to my thinking if Roarke loves Eve SO much--he ought to not want to hurt her. He knows that murdering these men who left her in hell would be the exact opposite thing she would want. Who does he want to make happy here, himself or Eve? Ultimately, Roarke figures that out and gives up his plan but not before leaving her alone at night and not taking care of her during one of her nightmares. The other problem with the story line was that it showed a lack of originality. Roarke is a powerful man with political and financial connections. The only way to ruin these jerks is to kill them? I don't think so. How 'bout something imaginative like ruining their careers or wiping out their investments or something? Not to obsess or anything. :O)
Overall, like all In Death books--Divided is worth reading and when Eve and Roarke finally make up I had to wipe my eyes a couple of times. It gets a four out of five stars rating.
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
Judy tells me that Dr. Carson is from Baltimore and that there is a movie coming out about him. Gifted Hands stars Cuba Gooding Jr. as Dr. Carson and is based on his first autobiography. Dr. Carson is the Director of Pediatric Neurosurgery at Johns Hopkins. President Bush awarded him the Presidential Medal of Freedom which is the nation's highest civilian award in June of 2008.
"What my life kind of indicates is it's not where you came from but where you're going that counts and that you have a lot to say about where you are going," Carson said in an interview about the movie. He also says he personally pushed for a TV movie instead of a feature film because he wanted more people to be able to see it for free.
Monday, February 02, 2009
At my workplace this year I am, for reasons which completely escape me, becoming known as Meteorologist Robin. Now I think it's unfair. I mean, just because I regularly talk about the potential for snowfall doesn't make me weather obsessed. And it's not that I want snow days...I just figure everyone should be prepared for them so as to get the most out of them.
My favorite weather site for the Baltimore Metro area is Foot's Forecast. Mr. Foot seems to really understand the local weather patterns and knows the weather history here. He also gives predictions about which school districts will close or delay or whatever. For the "Groundhog Day Storm", Mr. Foot is going against the mainstream weather thinking here. He believes we'll be getting around four inches of snow tonight and tomorrow. This is a brave and bold prediction since we are not (to my knowledge) even under a winter weather advisory. But I believe him and so I've shared with my colleagues. Now my weather rep is at stake. We'll see how it all plays out over the next twenty-four hours, I guess.
According to my Facebook sources, snow has been falling in Carroll County. Fingers-crossed, I don't look like a dork. Oh yeah--and I feel owed some "make-up snow days" since the two we had last week coincided with my back going out and I couldn't even enjoy them.
As they would say on the "I has a Cheeseburger" website, "I has been robbed" of a snow day--or even a two hour delay. Mr. Foot will be wearing a bag on his head today. I will not (but I'll be taking a lot of ribbing.)
Sunday, February 01, 2009
This latest story takes you to Hollywood. Reformed bad boy actor, Bramwell Shepard can’t get a decent acting job after screwing up his life (ala Rob Lowe sex tape). Georgie York is an American icon actress who is the object of the public’s pity after being dumped by her ex-husband (ala Brad Pitt leaving Jennifer Aniston for Angelina). They were once co-stars on a sitcom but it all went badly wrong. Now they’re hostile strangers who are married. They are each struggling toward a new life of meaning. Sometimes their needs conflict and sometimes their needs coincide—along the way they fall in love—with great difficulty because trust isn’t something either of them is good at giving. Along the way, SEP gives us Paul and Laura and Chaz and Aaron in secondary storylines—more damaged people who need to learn to love and trust and risk failure to go after their dreams.
It’s a great story and so complex that I can’t even give a decent synopsis. I can just say—wow! Five stars. Makes me want to go back and re-read the entire SEP backlist.