July 4th, 2013
Now I'm off to see about taking a nap. FOR AMERICA. (Also, fyi, if you request something from me, chances are it will be smut. FOR FREEDOM.)
Okay, there is this really, REALLY terrible (I can already tell it’s terrible, the heroine is CLUMSY) romance novel that is only $2.99 and I am SO TEMPTED to buy it. The plot involves a hot, nice doctor wooing a beautiful, clumsy nurse away from the hot, asshole doctor she’s “in love” with.
I tell myself that that’s a waste of three bucks. But my trashy romance senses are tingling!
I tell myself that that’s a waste of three bucks. But my trashy romance senses are tingling!
My first introduction to Gillian Welch was hearing “One More Dollar” in a folk music class I was taking. At the time, I assumed that Gillian Welch was LITERALLY a depression era singer.
Then I heard an interview with her on NPR and my first thought was, ‘wow, this recording from the ‘30s has really good sound quality.’ It was only after about ten minutes of the interview that the penny dropped.
This has been a random anecdote from
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Then I heard an interview with her on NPR and my first thought was, ‘wow, this recording from the ‘30s has really good sound quality.’ It was only after about ten minutes of the interview that the penny dropped.
This has been a random anecdote from
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