Posts Tagged ‘books’
Once more, with feeling
The paperback edition of Tinsel shipped in early October and is in stores now — usually you can find it in the “cultural studies,” “sociology/culture” or “American culture” shelves, with all the books about pot, tattoos, prisons, the real-estate bust, shopaholism, and meatpacking and other biofood nightmares, which is as good a home as any…
Read MoreOne-Man Book Club takes the EZPass lane
At this rate, the One-Man Book Club will soon be meeting at St. Elizabeths. (And no, Mr. Hinckley, we’re not going to read any books about Jodie Foster.) I actually had a fantasy during all the deadlines for fall TV reviews: If I could get just sick enough — something that required convalescence but not,…
Read MoreHighway 1990
My raging case of nostalgia continues unabated, and I’ve decided it’s a good thing. Unless and until it causes me to obsessively scan images of old diner menus and matchbox covers and spout vaguely jingoistic observations about the end of civilization and the people I encounter in the Target parking lot. It occurred to me…
Read MoreOver-served again at the One-Man Book Club
About a week ago, after manic amounts of book-reading this summer, the One-Man Book Club unanimously approved a moratorium (1 in favor; none opposed) that prohibits even the cracking-open and general perusing of any book on the “to read” stack until the club confronts and discusses the entire backlog of already-read and partially-read books. This…
Read MoreSea to sea
This is not a jet-set post, I swear, but once in a weird while, I find myself standing on a beach, dreamily contemplating one ocean … And then a day or so later, I get to contemplate another: Summer is rushing by, and I offer the usual apology of negligent bloggers who feel some odd…
Read More‘Hamlet’s BlackBerry’ by William Powers! “My words fly up, my thoughts remain below; words without thoughts never to heaven go.” Read this blog and WIN A COPY!
Okay, everyone, settle down, and stop your goddamn clickety-clicking and distracted surfing! I have analog media to promote (look, a book!), or, if you must, some kindling for your Kindle, an iBook to get your little greasy fingerprints all over. This is the full Tonsil blog endorsement of Hamlet’s BlackBerry: A Practical Philosophy for Building…
Read MoreOne-Man Book Club: How many Bedwetters are checked into Hotel Theory? Less than zero.
No intro, no explan, nothing but books. Just trying to just say, yep, read ’em and here’s what the entire book club (still just the one member) thought. Need to clear it all out before the real summer vacation reading starts later this month. First up, Less Than Zero, by Bret Easton Ellis. This is…
Read MoreOne-Man Book Club takes a moment to ponder the wondrous mediocrity of Belinda Carlisle
What seemed like half the freshman class of Bishop McGuinness High School went to see the Go-Go’s on their Vacation tour at the Oklahoma City Myriad Center University of Oklahoma Lloyd Noble Center (speak, memory! Or speak, Derba! Or, you know who would really know — Andrea Martinez). Thanks to the interwebs, I can at…
Read MoreA tart, citrusy pour from the One-Man Book Club
The Tonsil Blog’s One-Man Book Club is back together, this time at Hank’s place. (Okay, every time at Hank’s place. Isn’t a book club so much nicer with one member?) It’s been long enough since the last meeting that the beverage of choice has switched from a wintry red (malbec) to a nice, crisp white…
Read MoreThose who can’t
This is an interesting idea for a documentary (h/t the New Yorker’s Book Bench Blog), which is making the rounds … A guy found all of the poems he wrote as a teenager, when he was convinced that he would become the world’s greatest poet. Years later, he unearths them and realizes how bad the…
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