Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Rubbish

Book #32 was A Calculated Risk by Katherine Neville. Now this book was way way way outdated. The computer things were very funny. Normally I love Neville's books because they are so well researched and so smart. Even if she is talking about a gal taking a shower, she is drinking scotch and listening to Vivaldi before she cuddles up in her Egyptian sheets with her Vizsla. There was a little hint of this in that the main character was obsessed with white orchids and chess, but it just wasn't enough to overpower the horrific love scenes.

Ewww. The were awkward and just awful. I kept picturing the dude about 30 years older than he was and the dialog was just embarrassing. I actually had to squint to block out the horror of it all. Gag. I will add a quote when I get home, just so you can feel my pain.

It is chilly here and the boy sitting beside me smells like hot wing sauce. My cue to leave.

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