Amazon wants me to buy a Kindle. Every time I check my email, there's a message from Amazon extolling the virtues of the Kindle. Unfortunately, for them, besides not having the moolah, I have no need for such an item...but I'm not entirely against the existence of the Kindle (or the Barnes & Noble Nook or any other e-reading device ( Read more... )

Like a lot of people, I'm sure, I like to listen to music when I'm reading. Well, I like to listen to music most of the time, but you get my point. Over the winter I reread the whole Harry Potter series and during that time I was madly, passionately, head over heels in love with Keane's latest album Perfect Symmetry and listened to it on a loop as ( Read more... )

Ah, crud, Frank McCourt died.

Such an interesting life. Such an engaging writer. I never drank more tea in my life than I did during the week I read Angela's Ashes and though I was reading that book for a class (y'all know how that can be sometimes), I ate up every word. I loved his other two books as well. RIP, Teacher Man.

Wait. We weren't? Whatevs. Anyway. As promised during last week's polling, I read the winning book, Night by Elie Wiesel. It's quite short, so I read it very quickly, and in that small space of time it made me sad then angry then sad again and then I almost added Schindler's List to my Netflix queue, but I can only take so much (and I've already ( Read more... )

Speaking of voting. Polls are open until Monday, yo! Tell me what to read next. Open to one and all! You don't have to be on my flist. If you're a non-ElJay lurker, vote in the comments! I swear I'll do it.

April 29th is going to be the absolutely gayest day 'round these parts because not only is Madonna's new CD dropping (did I actually just type that?), but, as I read in The Advocate this afternoon, Augusten Burroughs' new book is also being released. I actually squeed a little bit about that ( Read more... )

The Felon gave me this book called Sex, Drugs, Cocoa Puffs by Chuck Klosterman because she said it was funny and that the manner in which he thinks and writes reminded her of me. That made me a tad wary. Everybody who knows The Felon nod with me here (all two of you).

So I was sitting in my room watching Undercover Brother with her last night and ( Read more... )