Archive for August, 2011
The best a man can get
As an autonome of sorts, I sometimes miss being pampered. Or, at the risk of sounding like a Britisher who defends the miserly quota of sunshine allocated to him in the Isles with a righteous “it’s no fun if the sun’s always on”, I’d concur that familiarity breeds contempt, while rarity wins admiration. I know […]
Larsson’s millions (Kreadle)
Krea•dle | krē•dle | noun a superficial review of a book based on a speed read of a free sample delivered to a Kindle, occasionally supplemented with wiki-based research and free-ranging prejudices: “Oh, just do a Kreadle, who has the time to read a whole book these days?” The girl who has tattoos, plays with […]