Vacation reading update, because I know you’ve all been fretting about it.

 

If you want to double check what my reading list included, it’s over here.

I am feeling like a bit of a failure, because I only finished about half of the books on my list. I got half way through 2 others, and also re-read a few Austens.

Yes, I know it’s a very long list for a week. Yes, I know some people do other things when they are on vacation. I won’t criticize how you spend your time, if you don’t criticize how I spend mine. I probably think that you spend too much time doing shit like building housing for the poor and hiking, and not enough time listening to children on the teeter totter and drinking IPA.

I also eat a lot of potato chips, so it’s not like my activities aren’t varied.

Don’t be a hater.

Right. Reading list.

The hits?

Smoking Ears and Screaming Teeth, The Wasp Factory, Bossypants, Odd Thomas and Johannes Cabal the Necromancer. (Pride and Prejudice, Persuasion and Mansfield Park were all as wonderful as they are every time I read them, as was A Prayer For Owen Meany.)

The misses?

Nothing was horrible. I enjoyed Bag of Bones, but it wasn’t scary. When I read Stephen King, I would like to be scared. You knew there were ghosts, you knew who the ghosts were, and even the hero of the story was not afraid of them. The Silver Linings Playbook was also fine. Not great. Fine. I still can’t get into Billy Lynn’s Long Halftime Walk. It may be time to give up on that one.

 

The one big failure of our vacation this year was not with reading or beer drinking. We did great on both of those. Our one big failure was with spirits.

We did not have one cocktail or shot of anything during the entire week.

I KNOW. It’s HORRIBLE.
I promise to do better on that next year.

We made up for it on the evening we returned.

Sorry, Stuff. We weren’t very helpful on the unpacking, but we did enjoy your deck immensely. And the sipping whiskey.

 

Uh.

Oh.

Just one more thing: it’s Wild Turkey American Honey. Get some and drink a fifth of it. Even if you don’t like Wild Turkey.

I hear it’s also delicious with pineapple soda.

You’ll feel great.

 

I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing

–The Pogues/Streams of Whiskey

 

 

 

 

 

 

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