Just Kristin

I just bought a book that I spied at Book Soup this week­end (while pick­ing up tick­ets to see and hear Neil Gaiman speak *badly out of char­ac­ter school­girl gig­gle*). It is called <a href=:http://www.powells.com/cgi-bin/partner?partner_id=26017&cgi=search/search/&searchtype=kw&searchfor=Michael%20Rosen%20101%20Damnations” target=“_blank”>101 Damna­tions, and was com­piled and edited by Michael Rosen. It is a col­lec­tion of short pieces writ­ten by 101 humorists about their pet peeves. I have only read the first 10 or so, but it is prov­ing to be both a chor­tle in and of itself, as well as a valu­able resource as a way to pre­view dif­fer­ent authors.

As I read this, I am lis­ten­ing to Here Comes…El Son, a cd filled with Cuban remakes of Bea­t­les tunes. I haven’t smiled so much lis­ten­ing to music since our pur­chase of Josh Roseman’s Cherry. I mean, really, what could be as good as “Don’t Be Cruel” on trom­bone, than a Cuban “Hello, Goodbye”.

Other new, happy addi­tions: The lat­est Bust, Adbusters, and Organic Gar­den­ing.