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I went to Walmart in hopes of getting my grubby mitts on a copy of The Hobbit EE, but they were sold out. I'll have to wait until the craze dies down. I did, however, find another shitty horror flick for my ever-expanding collection. I also bought a bag of dark chocolate peppermint bark. Yum.
I read Russian Disco in a single sitting. The translation was rough, and the tone was uneven. Some anecdotes, like "My Father", "My Wife When I'm Away From Home", and "The Girl With the Mouse in Her Hair" were hilarious, but others were either dull and pointless or patently absurd. I appreciated the glimpses of Berlin from a long-time inhabitant's perspective. It sounds like a fascinating place to visit, if nothing else, and Kaminer gave it a very eclectic, bohemian vibe.
Next up is Hercule Poirot: The Complete Short Stories by Agatha Christie. As the weather grows colder and less inviting for people with poor circulation and people begin their inexorable transformation into ravening assholes in the true spirit of the impending holiday season, holing up with my pile of books holds greater and greater appeal.
I read Russian Disco in a single sitting. The translation was rough, and the tone was uneven. Some anecdotes, like "My Father", "My Wife When I'm Away From Home", and "The Girl With the Mouse in Her Hair" were hilarious, but others were either dull and pointless or patently absurd. I appreciated the glimpses of Berlin from a long-time inhabitant's perspective. It sounds like a fascinating place to visit, if nothing else, and Kaminer gave it a very eclectic, bohemian vibe.
Next up is Hercule Poirot: The Complete Short Stories by Agatha Christie. As the weather grows colder and less inviting for people with poor circulation and people begin their inexorable transformation into ravening assholes in the true spirit of the impending holiday season, holing up with my pile of books holds greater and greater appeal.
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