<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136</id><updated>2011-07-28T19:19:12.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as a Book</title><subtitle type='html'>IF, WHEN FORCED TO CHOOSE BETWEEN GIVING UP SEX OR BOOKS, YOU DOUBLE-OVER AND BEGIN WEEPING, THIS IS THE SITE FOR YOU.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-7095995304013861149</id><published>2010-02-26T16:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T16:27:07.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Which book is most likely to make you a mouth-breather as it belts out a perfect rendition of "Mr. Roboto"?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/S4g4TDEzCrI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Ygbz8PwBziU/s1600-h/9780140434767.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/S4g4TDEzCrI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Ygbz8PwBziU/s320/9780140434767.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may appear meek on the outside, but you better believe that &lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Sarah Orne Jewett's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Country of the Pointed Firs&lt;/i&gt; can drink you under the table and still flawlessly hit every note at 80s night karaoke extravaganza. Strongest tunes in its repertoire?: Falco's "Rock Me Amadeus," Phil Collins's "Sussusudio," and Corey Hart's "Sunglasses at Night"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-7095995304013861149?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/7095995304013861149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=7095995304013861149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/7095995304013861149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/7095995304013861149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2010/02/which-book-is-most-likely-to-make-you.html' title='Which book is most likely to make you a mouth-breather as it belts out a perfect rendition of &quot;Mr. Roboto&quot;?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/S4g4TDEzCrI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Ygbz8PwBziU/s72-c/9780140434767.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-3976780227825554339</id><published>2007-04-24T10:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T11:16:00.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Which book regularly has exploitative sex with its psychoanalyst?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/Ri4r8ok1EcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6KoSxQAZJj0/s1600-h/clarissa.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/Ri4r8ok1EcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6KoSxQAZJj0/s200/clarissa.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057027752267682242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even begin to list all of the emotional baggage that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Samuel Richardson's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Clarissa: or the History of a Young Lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(the unabridged version, of course) must carry around inside day after day.  For that matter, I can't even begin to list all of the emotional baggage I carry around inside for having read it. Those are weeks of my life I'll never get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-3976780227825554339?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/3976780227825554339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=3976780227825554339' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/3976780227825554339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/3976780227825554339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2007/04/which-book-regularly-has-exploitative.html' title='Which book regularly has exploitative sex with its psychoanalyst?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/Ri4r8ok1EcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6KoSxQAZJj0/s72-c/clarissa.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-4873335459003023855</id><published>2007-04-03T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T15:27:33.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot new writers to check out!</title><content type='html'>It is difficult to breathe with this albatross of student research papers hanging around my neck. Friends, [she sighs with exasperation, throwing her hands up into the air] I cannot create like this, I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, until I am freed from this burden, read these two books. By the time you finish both and post your responses to them here, I will have finished these papers, guaranteed. Deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RhK0jU6SawI/AAAAAAAAAEU/c9XvjwQbSLY/s1600-h/torch.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RhK0jU6SawI/AAAAAAAAAEU/c9XvjwQbSLY/s200/torch.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049296651237354242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Praise for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cheryl Strayed&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt; first novel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Torch&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Torch is a deeply compelling, wonderfully crafted story about a journey into, through, and past grief . . . I loved the honesty of this novel, the way it looked at every aspect of loss and recovery -- the pain, the joy, the absurdity, the anger, the despair, the hope, and the great beauty -- without ever holding back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;---Elizabeth Berg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RhK2Wk6SaxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/nAT2PSK4-Ng/s1600-h/peopleofpaper.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RhK2Wk6SaxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/nAT2PSK4-Ng/s200/peopleofpaper.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049298631217277714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Salvador Plascencia's first novel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The People of Paper&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A stunning debut by a once-in-a-generation talent. I don't know of a young American writer more original, innovative, or intense than Salvador Plascencia. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The People of Paper&lt;/span&gt; is harrowing and gorgeous, experimental in the truest sense: it creates new means to explore essential and timeless emotional subjects."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;---George Saunders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-4873335459003023855?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/4873335459003023855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=4873335459003023855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/4873335459003023855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/4873335459003023855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2007/04/hot-new-writers-to-check-out.html' title='Hot new writers to check out!'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RhK0jU6SawI/AAAAAAAAAEU/c9XvjwQbSLY/s72-c/torch.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-8529125363110192671</id><published>2007-03-17T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T18:17:07.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A St. Patrick's Day Tribute: pick your favorite work by or about James Joyce.</title><content type='html'>Happy St. Patty's Day, friends. (And, of course, a warm happy birthday to my Grandpa Lee, 1908 - 1999.) To help get us all in the appropriate spirit, I thought I'd share my favorite work about James Joyce, but feel free to jump in with your favorite picks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by &lt;/span&gt;the infamous Dubliner, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RfsfcMd0rOI/AAAAAAAAADo/xNx71GoqY18/s1600-h/nora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RfsfcMd0rOI/AAAAAAAAADo/xNx71GoqY18/s200/nora.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042658777014512866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pick the ultra-sexy film, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Nora &lt;/span&gt;(2000, directed by Pat Murphy, starring Susan Lynch and Ewan McGregor), that explores the intensely emotional and provocative relationship between James and Nora Joyce.  I found it sexy enough reading Joyce's work before seeing the film; after seeing it, you'll never be able to read his stuff without conjuring up steamy images of the fiery McGregor and Lynch . . . mmm, yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Really, need I say more?  Yowsa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RfsjT8d0rSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/S2zje8KYxMc/s1600-h/nora_kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RfsjT8d0rSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/S2zje8KYxMc/s200/nora_kiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042663033327103266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-8529125363110192671?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/8529125363110192671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=8529125363110192671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/8529125363110192671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/8529125363110192671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2007/03/st-patricks-day-tribute-pick-your.html' title='A St. Patrick&apos;s Day Tribute: pick your favorite work by or about James Joyce.'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RfsfcMd0rOI/AAAAAAAAADo/xNx71GoqY18/s72-c/nora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-6286460155393094952</id><published>2007-03-01T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T15:19:44.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Which book is most likely to seem witty and hip when you're Instant Messaging and then turn out to be a little creepy when you meet up for drinks?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RecxzZT_NTI/AAAAAAAAADc/vI6swhDlCwk/s1600-h/finnegan%27swake.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RecxzZT_NTI/AAAAAAAAADc/vI6swhDlCwk/s200/finnegan%27swake.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037049467274999090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ashamed to admit it: I can picture myself developing quite the online-crush on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;James Joyce's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Finnegans Wake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, being impressed by its quick and eccentric written banter, only to be weirded out by its complete lack of social skills in any face-to-face encounter. Suddenly, it'd be that guy who stares really intensely at the middle of your forehead and laughs like a machine-gun after comments you made that weren't intended to be funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-6286460155393094952?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/6286460155393094952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=6286460155393094952' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/6286460155393094952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/6286460155393094952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2007/03/which-book-is-most-likely-to-seem-witty.html' title='Which book is most likely to seem witty and hip when you&apos;re Instant Messaging and then turn out to be a little creepy when you meet up for drinks?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RecxzZT_NTI/AAAAAAAAADc/vI6swhDlCwk/s72-c/finnegan%27swake.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-7546051616423903952</id><published>2007-02-13T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T22:36:14.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up, which book would have donned inflatable water-wings far longer than it was developmentally acceptible to do so?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RdKA98MXsZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5RKI4IUUatQ/s1600-h/portnoyscomplaint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RdKA98MXsZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5RKI4IUUatQ/s200/portnoyscomplaint.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031225535344652690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember that one friend you had at the pool who actually insisted on waiting an entire 30 minutes after eating before getting back in to swim because he was convinced that severe cramping would set in otherwise? I can almost picture it: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Portnoy's Complaint&lt;/span&gt; sitting nervously under a huge shade umbrella, watching the second-hand of the clock while his friends splash him, jeering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, this *is* why we love him so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-7546051616423903952?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/7546051616423903952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=7546051616423903952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/7546051616423903952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/7546051616423903952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2007/02/growing-up-which-book-would-have-donned.html' title='Growing up, which book would have donned inflatable water-wings far longer than it was developmentally acceptible to do so?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RdKA98MXsZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5RKI4IUUatQ/s72-c/portnoyscomplaint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-7243354667286768368</id><published>2007-02-06T08:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T13:07:59.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If Anna Karina were a book, which book would she be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/Rci-4Gvjw-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/dzSqQ8vR6m8/s1600-h/LostLunarBaedeker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/Rci-4Gvjw-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/dzSqQ8vR6m8/s200/LostLunarBaedeker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028478855051199458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What book does the "smart, sexy and avant-garde" thing better than &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Lost Lunar Baedeker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Mina Loy&lt;/span&gt;? Be sure to check out the poem "Three Moments in Paris" (you can read Part I &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/comprepoetica/compoems/poem35.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) and, of course, Loy's famous "Feminist Manifesto" (153-56).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-7243354667286768368?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/7243354667286768368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=7243354667286768368' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/7243354667286768368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/7243354667286768368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2007/02/if-anna-karina-were-book-which-book.html' title='If Anna Karina were a book, which book would she be?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/Rci-4Gvjw-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/dzSqQ8vR6m8/s72-c/LostLunarBaedeker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-7345002619893901535</id><published>2007-02-03T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T15:35:09.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You just can't find women like this anymore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RcTx72vjw9I/AAAAAAAAACo/YWBKARB4Pv8/s1600-h/annakarina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RcTx72vjw9I/AAAAAAAAACo/YWBKARB4Pv8/s200/annakarina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027409094661882834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today, when I should have been grading papers, I was sitting around wondering: why is &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0439344/"&gt;Anna Karina&lt;/a&gt; so much better than everyone else in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, so I thought I'd ask all of you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Anna Karina were a book, which book do you think she would be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-7345002619893901535?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/7345002619893901535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=7345002619893901535' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/7345002619893901535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/7345002619893901535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-just-cant-find-women-like-this.html' title='You just can&apos;t find women like this anymore.'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RcTx72vjw9I/AAAAAAAAACo/YWBKARB4Pv8/s72-c/annakarina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-4035519475763064478</id><published>2007-01-30T08:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T15:20:42.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you laughing yet? Because I just peed my pants!</title><content type='html'>Many thanks to 2nd-favorite-fan-of-mine-across-the-Atlantic for his contributions. (Unfortunately, we have ceased all communication because I am afraid you will think he is funnier than I am and wish you were reading his blog, instead. Dear reader, trust me, he's a jerk in real life. Also, he's horribly disfigured. Not the kind of person you'd want to hang around with.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, speaking of inappropriate voiding, which book do you think would be most likely to piss its pants easily once it got laughing hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/Rb-ibGvjw6I/AAAAAAAAACA/jvoVfsyWdYg/s1600-h/benfranklin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/Rb-ibGvjw6I/AAAAAAAAACA/jvoVfsyWdYg/s200/benfranklin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025914295719019426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin&lt;/span&gt; would just let it all go. A good sense of humor can sometimes be a dangerous thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-4035519475763064478?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/4035519475763064478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=4035519475763064478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/4035519475763064478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/4035519475763064478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2007/01/are-you-laughing-yet-because-i-just.html' title='Are you laughing yet? Because I just peed my pants!'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/Rb-ibGvjw6I/AAAAAAAAACA/jvoVfsyWdYg/s72-c/benfranklin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-1882415101004925374</id><published>2007-01-29T08:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T14:29:02.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And, now, for the final post compliments of 2nd-favorite-fan-of-mine-across-the-Atlantic:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Which book, having discovered you midway through a suicide attempt, would sigh, shrug its shoulders and offer to help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RbbafGvjw2I/AAAAAAAAABM/5Lnda1HgIL0/s1600-h/littleengine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RbbafGvjw2I/AAAAAAAAABM/5Lnda1HgIL0/s200/littleengine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023442662299255650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Little Engine that Could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Watty Piper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-1882415101004925374?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/1882415101004925374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=1882415101004925374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/1882415101004925374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/1882415101004925374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-now-for-final-post-compliments-of.html' title='And, now, for the final post compliments of 2nd-favorite-fan-of-mine-across-the-Atlantic:'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RbbafGvjw2I/AAAAAAAAABM/5Lnda1HgIL0/s72-c/littleengine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-5481067632649898420</id><published>2007-01-24T09:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T14:30:17.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Which book would be most likely to think twice before lending you a dollar for a beer [...]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;while at the same time would happily sleep on your couch and take a sh*t in your toilet but doesn't flush it properly and then there's just sh*t in your toilet and you're a dollar down on the whole deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RbbNDmvjw1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/uqKSEbNVD1Y/s1600-h/middlemarch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RbbNDmvjw1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/uqKSEbNVD1Y/s200/middlemarch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023427896201691986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Middlemarch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by George Eliot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(post compliments of 2nd-favorite-fan-of-mine-across-the-Atlantic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-5481067632649898420?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/5481067632649898420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=5481067632649898420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/5481067632649898420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/5481067632649898420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2007/01/which-book-would-be-most-likely-to.html' title='Which book would be most likely to think twice before lending you a dollar for a beer [...]'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/RbbNDmvjw1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/uqKSEbNVD1Y/s72-c/middlemarch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-2095367287907562822</id><published>2007-01-23T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T00:54:12.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Which book would call on the phone, say "I can't talk for long, as I've got to go to work," and then just ramble on nonsensically [...]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and keep you talking for ages until you just want to scream "Get off my f***ing phone!" ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/Rba_dmvjwzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/e2sysGp6yOA/s1600-h/absalom51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/Rba_dmvjwzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/e2sysGp6yOA/s200/absalom51.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023412949715501874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;William Faulkner's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Absalom, Absalom!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;This post brought to you by 2nd-favorite-fan-of-mine-across-the-Atlantic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Think about it, people; he&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;has got a point here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-2095367287907562822?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/2095367287907562822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=2095367287907562822' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/2095367287907562822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/2095367287907562822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2007/01/which-book-would-call-on-phone-say-i_23.html' title='Which book would call on the phone, say &quot;I can&apos;t talk for long, as I&apos;ve got to go to work,&quot; and then just ramble on nonsensically [...]'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wENQFn1hw-c/Rba_dmvjwzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/e2sysGp6yOA/s72-c/absalom51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-2334019022653822924</id><published>2007-01-23T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T14:30:47.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Outraged fan of this blog speaks out!</title><content type='html'>"I'm a long time listener but first time caller to your programme and I want to know what's going on? Has it really been 7 months since I was asked to consider which book would have the sexiest hidden tattoo? (Incidentally, it's Rabelais' Pantagruel, but believe me, you don't want to know where it's located.) What about an update for your legions of desperate (albeit wholly unvocal) fans?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---taken from an email I received from a friend, who shall hereafter be referred to as 2nd-favorite-fan-of-mine-across-the-Atlantic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dear 2nd-favorite-fan-of-mine-across-the-Atlantic,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say, other than: I suck.  I do.  Really, I am a terrible person. People have been telling me this for years, but did I listen? I'm not sure I even know how to change, but, by golly, I *will* try to resurrect this blog. For the sake of the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will begin shortly (you can check back later this evening, in fact) by posting a suggestion or two of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles,&lt;br /&gt;dlb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-2334019022653822924?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/2334019022653822924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=2334019022653822924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/2334019022653822924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/2334019022653822924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2007/01/outraged-fan-of-this-blog-speaks-out.html' title='Outraged fan of this blog speaks out!'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-114187922622856570</id><published>2006-03-08T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T14:09:05.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Which book is most likely to have the sexiest hidden tattoo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/thestarcafe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/thestarcafe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to intrigue, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Star Cafe&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;takes the cake. The perfect combination of intelligence, aesthetic charm and mystery, this book is sure to have one of those take-your-breath-away-when-you-&lt;br /&gt;uncover-it-for-the-first-time tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;Hats off to you, Mary Caponegro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-114187922622856570?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/114187922622856570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=114187922622856570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/114187922622856570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/114187922622856570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2006/03/which-book-is-most-likely-to-have.html' title='Which book is most likely to have the sexiest hidden tattoo?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-113712119776179822</id><published>2006-01-12T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T22:07:18.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If you had to hike the entire Appalachian Trail, which fictional character(s) would you want to accompany you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/seriesofunfortunateevents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/seriesofunfortunateevents.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;No doubt about it, I'd choose&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Violet, Klaus and Sunny Baudelaire&lt;/span&gt; from Lemony Snicket's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Series of Unfortunate Events&lt;/span&gt;. They'd be endlessly interesting, uniquely resourceful and set a determined, yet reasonable pace. (And Sunny could protect us from bears and other critters with her biting.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-113712119776179822?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/113712119776179822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=113712119776179822' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/113712119776179822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/113712119776179822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2006/01/if-you-had-to-hike-entire-appalachian.html' title='If you had to hike the entire Appalachian Trail, which fictional character(s) would you want to accompany you?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-113038664744313825</id><published>2005-10-26T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T23:17:27.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If life were a carnival, which book would be the bearded lady?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/illuminations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/illuminations.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the work of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Benjamin&lt;/span&gt;: alienated and alienating, but overwhelmingly wondrous in its ability to present a glimpse of the miraculous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-113038664744313825?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/113038664744313825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=113038664744313825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/113038664744313825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/113038664744313825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2005/10/if-life-were-carnival-which-book-would.html' title='If life were a carnival, which book would be the bearded lady?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-112926224284279162</id><published>2005-10-13T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T22:57:22.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When you're feeling blue, which book will sing you gently to sleep?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/everythingyearnedfor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/everythingyearnedfor.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet, melancholy voice of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Everything Yearned For: Manhae's Poems of Love and Longing&lt;/span&gt; brings peace and beauty to the most restless of nights.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-112926224284279162?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/112926224284279162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=112926224284279162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112926224284279162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112926224284279162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2005/10/when-youre-feeling-blue-which-book.html' title='When you&apos;re feeling blue, which book will sing you gently to sleep?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-112829965902415320</id><published>2005-10-02T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T23:16:14.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Which book most consistently beats you at chess?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/thethingstheycarried.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/thethingstheycarried.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither Bobby Fischer's skill nor his staunch anti-Semitism stands a chance against the Zen art and compassion of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Things They Carried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Tim O'Brien&lt;/span&gt;, a precisely crafted and mindful commentary on the Vietnam War. . . er, I mean, "police action."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-112829965902415320?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/112829965902415320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=112829965902415320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112829965902415320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112829965902415320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2005/10/which-book-most-consistently-beats-you.html' title='Which book most consistently beats you at chess?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-112777967213068672</id><published>2005-09-26T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T19:10:57.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Attractions!</title><content type='html'>Friends and acquaintances (anonymous or otherwise, excepting those unkind spammers who pretend to "really like your ultra-cool blog" in order to get you to visit their weight-loss pill or penis enlargement or asian child pornography site--yes, you know who you are): I have not vanished. I have only been consumed by a cruel and insatiable job market. Still, I will survive. May my loyal following stay tuned for new (though, perhaps, less frequent) postings in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;dlb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-112777967213068672?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/112777967213068672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=112777967213068672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112777967213068672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112777967213068672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2005/09/coming-attractions.html' title='Coming Attractions!'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-112533595818455601</id><published>2005-08-29T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T12:47:52.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Which book is least likely to wear underwear on a regular basis?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/gendertrouble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/gendertrouble.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Gender Trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Judith Butler&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;as part of a whole signifying-practice-of-subversive-&lt;br /&gt;repetition-to-deregulate-identity&lt;br /&gt;kind of a thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-112533595818455601?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/112533595818455601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=112533595818455601' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112533595818455601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112533595818455601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2005/08/which-book-is-least-likely-to-wear.html' title='Which book is least likely to wear underwear on a regular basis?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-112507101552380059</id><published>2005-08-26T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T11:02:25.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If you slipped while carrying your lunch tray, spilling Johnny-Marzetti down your front , which book would unabashedly enjoy a laugh at your expense?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/gravitysrainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/gravitysrainbow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Gravity's Rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Thomas Pynchon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-112507101552380059?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/112507101552380059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=112507101552380059' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112507101552380059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112507101552380059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2005/08/if-you-slipped-while-carrying-your.html' title='If you slipped while carrying your lunch tray, spilling Johnny-Marzetti down your front , which book would unabashedly enjoy a laugh at your expense?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-112507099584975280</id><published>2005-08-26T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T10:58:54.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...and which book would graciously help lead you to the bathroom, reassuring you (through the room's laughter) that no one noticed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/phantomtollbooth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/phantomtollbooth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Phantom Tollbooth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Norton Juster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/thecollectedstories.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/thecollectedstories.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Collected Stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Grace Paley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-112507099584975280?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/112507099584975280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=112507099584975280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112507099584975280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112507099584975280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2005/08/and-which-book-would-graciously-help.html' title='...and which book would graciously help lead you to the bathroom, reassuring you (through the room&apos;s laughter) that no one noticed?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-112500017650844950</id><published>2005-08-25T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T15:03:29.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Which book is most destined to become your lesbian lover?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/sula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/sula.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! Have you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;read&lt;/span&gt; this? Even if you never realized you had any lesbian fantasies (like you're a gay man so it's hard enough to imagine being a woman, let alone wanting to have sex with another one), pick up &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Toni Morrison&lt;/span&gt; and I guarantee you'll be moving to Massachusetts where your union will be recognized. You two will live happily ever after with your cats and crewcuts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-112500017650844950?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/112500017650844950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=112500017650844950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112500017650844950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112500017650844950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2005/08/which-book-is-most-destined-to-become.html' title='Which book is most destined to become your lesbian lover?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-112489963628053495</id><published>2005-08-24T10:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T11:07:48.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Which book is most likely to be that crazy uncle who constantly walks around, demanding, "pull my finger"?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/tristramshandy1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/tristramshandy1.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's a book that, as it ages, grows more fond of cheap fart jokes, nudie mags, and Natty Light, I imagine it to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Laurence Sterne.&lt;/span&gt; Always a source of entertainment at any family picnic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-112489963628053495?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/112489963628053495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=112489963628053495' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112489963628053495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112489963628053495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2005/08/which-book-is-most-likely-to-be-that.html' title='Which book is most likely to be that crazy uncle who constantly walks around, demanding, &quot;pull my finger&quot;?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-112485750146393646</id><published>2005-08-23T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T11:10:37.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Which book would you have been most likely to kick in the balls when you were in grade school together?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/inourtime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/inourtime.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on.  We all know it's true: there's nothing that says "I deserve sharp pain in my privates" better than&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; a book by Ernest Hemingway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-112485750146393646?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/112485750146393646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=112485750146393646' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112485750146393646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112485750146393646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2005/08/which-book-would-you-have-been-most.html' title='Which book would you have been most likely to kick in the balls when you were in grade school together?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-112485559198067872</id><published>2005-08-23T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T11:21:47.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Which book would you have the best sex with?</title><content type='html'>What's that one book that could give you everything you want sexually? That would know where to touch you, when, and for how long? That would know when to kiss you hard, when to make you laugh, when to tease you and when to give in? My money is on the following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/bookofrepulsivewomen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/bookofrepulsivewomen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Book of Repulsive Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Djuna Barnes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/twentylovepoems.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/twentylovepoems.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Pablo Neruda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/troutfishinginamerica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/troutfishinginamerica.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trout Fishing in America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Richard Brautigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-112485559198067872?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/112485559198067872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=112485559198067872' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112485559198067872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112485559198067872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2005/08/which-book-would-you-have-best-sex.html' title='Which book would you have the best sex with?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15711136.post-112481515733706511</id><published>2005-08-23T11:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T11:31:47.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If you were a book, which book would you be?</title><content type='html'>Which book most embodies you? If all books were being destroyed and you had to memorize the one(s) most worth saving, which one(s) would you memorize? Which book do you most wish you could be (even though you aren't clever or pretty or kind enough to be that book)? Here are some of my top candidates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/dhammapada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/dhammapada.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Dhamm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;apada: The Sayings of t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;he Buddha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/ofgrammatology.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/ofgrammatology.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Of Grammatology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Jacques Derrida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/tenderbuttons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/tenderbuttons.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;When I was feeling especially silly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tender Buttons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Gertrude Stein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/thepleasureofthetext.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/thepleasureofthetext.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;When I was feeling especially sexy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Pleasure of the Text&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Roland Barthes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/thebelljar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/thebelljar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Bell Jar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Sylvia Plath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/1600/peaceiseverystep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2403/1463/200/peaceiseverystep.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Peace Is Every Step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Thich Nhat Hanh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15711136-112481515733706511?l=lifeasabook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/feeds/112481515733706511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15711136&amp;postID=112481515733706511' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112481515733706511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15711136/posts/default/112481515733706511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasabook.blogspot.com/2005/08/if-you-were-book-which-book-would-you.html' title='If you were a book, which book would you be?'/><author><name>dlb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12390450352151417506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.pbs.org/weta/fridakahlo/images/works_2fridas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
