I’ve been too busy the last couple weeks to open anything.
Behold! More DVDs/Blurays than in quite a while, dude. Among many, many other things, like this:
So I can more easily bring more packages home. The packages feed themselves.
Geordie Greep was so much fun.
I’ve been reading this on my phone over the last month or so, whenever I had a couple minutes to kill while out and about.
I think I said that the previous Beaton Regency romance was the most preposterous one yet, but this is even better. It’s pure popcorn — there’s a poor, but noble governess, evil relatives and evil children, smugglers, murder attempts, and (of course) a romance.
100% silly, very brisk, and very entertaining.:
I appreciate the audacity factor of this book. Chesney tapped into some screwball comedy vibes and I applaud her for it.
A Governess of Distinction () by M. C. Beaton (buy new, buy used, 3.77 on Goodreads)
So good. It was the sing-a-longingest festival show ever. I felt ashamed that I only knew about 20% of the lyrics.
I have to admit I bought this by mistake (in 2009) — I assumed it was a comic book, but it’s not. So it has remained unread until now.
It’s much better than I imagined it would be, really. It’s basically Alice in Wonderland, but by Bob Fingerman, so there’s a lot of squishy things. And tentacles.
About half the pages are illustrations, and I guess they’re the main attraction here. They don’t exactly add a lot to the text — there’s no playful interaction going on, which I find pretty odd for somebody that mainly does comics.
It’s pretty entertaining, but it feels like a trifle: The text is quite digressive, and while it’s humorous, it’s not at any point actually funny.
Connective Tissue (2009) by Bob Fingerman (buy used, 3.44 on Goodreads)
