I finally finished the latest Harry Dresden book (by which I mean, the one that came out like a year ago) and... what a dick! Poor sad Molly ( Read more... )

When Dexter first came out, I watched a couple of episodes, got thoroughly annoyed with the constant monologuing, and went back to watching Profit on DVD. After all, naked, eyeliner-wearing Adrian Pasdar versus Micheal C Hall in chinos isn't much of a contest ( Read more... )

So, I just read Chimera by Rob Thurman, and it was pretty awesome. A lot of reviews said it was just a rehashing of her Cal and Niko characters, and okay, it was about two brothers and the little one goes missing and then the older one is all SUPER DRIVEN to find and protect him from all harm* blah-blah, which is like the Cal and Niko books, but ( Read more... )

So, where I live looks right out over the bay, and every year around Easter time the village commisioners put this raft out - it's wooden and it has raised benches and a little well for your feet and it floats because there are giant blue barrels underneath it, and it's anchored about twenty feet into the sand so it can't float away ( Read more... )

Ow, dudes. Just ow ( Read more... )

So, yesterday I was introduced to a new book series with the following description:

"The main guy in it is like if Harry Dresden and Constantine met and had a baby. A snarky, ghost-busting, English baby."If there is a more perfect strategy out there aimed at getting my undivided attention, I have yet to witness it ( Read more... )

SANYA! Oh Sanya, I love you! I don't even care that you don't lend yourself instantly to a descriptive nickname (Micheal already took Sword Guy and the little Japanese dude is Mister Miyagi, but I don't know any Russian people except for the metal X-Men dude, Krycek and the gay Russian spy from the Stormbreaker books, and he isn't like any of them ( Read more... )

Misty and grey today. Will take advantage of the not-very-nice weather and go sort out my season pass for the steam train (yes, we have buses on the Rock, but they are slow, stinky and full of filthy flipperhanded monstrosities, much like buses in England, so if I want to go anywhere and it doesn't matter what time I arrive, I take the steam train ( Read more... )

CRIME DUDE! You have abandoned me! Instead there is a crazy woman who is trying to turn Harry into a dog, and Harry is all like, no thanks I don't want to be a dog, and the crazy turning-dudes-into-dogs lady is all like, don't be a resist-o-saurus Harry, and I'm like WHATEVER WHERE IS CRIME DUDE I DON'T CARE ABOUT ANY OF THESE OTHER SPOONTARDS ( Read more... )

So, I am reading Fool Moon now, and the crime dude has come back, yay! OH CRIME DUDE. Why were you not in the TV series? Perhaps there were no actors awesome enough to play him available ( Read more... )