I Dunno, Megan. Are We Oracles?

This book was mentioned in the last post (I Bought My Christmas Gift From You). We thought it was already on the Read. NOW! page but turns out it’s not.

Televisionary Oracle

So there’s a story behind this book. We’ve both read it but as far as I’m aware neither of us has a copy. I found it on one of my regular book-hunting expeditions at a thrift store right after graduation and passed it on to Megan the year after at hers. But not to Megan. I’d given Megan my copy the week before and I think it made a round through the school and has never been heard from again.

Fun fact! Did you know that the honors society for English Majors/Minors is called Sigma Tau Delta? We’re both members (inducted the same year!). We’re cool like that.

This was a pretty awesome book. I bought it because the first couple of pages made my brain go *YESSSS!* and then make a inner-sanctum fist pump somewhere near the knickknacks aisle. It immediately went into the cart. At the same time I must pass out fair warning that there are a few potentially uncomfortable references. Even I, and a female person with all the working bits and pieces to create life had a tought time reading through some bits. I won’t give anything away but never let it be said I never warned you.

This book, like Crazy Rich Asians (Read more: Aren’t They All? and The Circle (Coming Soon) has made its rounds in our circles and we can only hope our gospels are still making their way through the lives of others.

How To Read A Book

Step 1: Find a book. I recommend this one:

This is the outer cover to "Ship of Theseus" and is labeled as "S.".

Step 2: Find out the book is awesome and deserves to be read somewhere awesome.

Step 3: Do some research and find an awesome place to read your awesome book. This one looks good.


Step 4: Take your book out of its super snazzy holding cover (because the book is chock full of “stuff” and you don’t want to loose any while traveling) and order a small repast.


Step 5: Enjoy!


I Bought My Christmas Gift From You

I’m used to getting books for Christmas. It’s a staple gift from my parents after socks (which I love). This year I may have “needed” to buy another book to qualify for free shipping on Amazon when I was passing on the tradition by buying books for my younger cousins. I already had books for everyone on my list so of course I decided that for the price of shipping I could throw in an extra paperback. I’ve been buying somewhere in the vicinity of 10 books a month for my Kindle so I thought a real book might be good for a change.

My mom asked me what I wanted for Christmas so I handed her this book to be wrapped and added to our mini-mountain under our very sad looking Charlie-Brown-esque tree. She didn’t do it fast enough so I stole it and took it with me to a Christmas Eve dinner. Who said it’s our electronic devices that make us anti-social?

In the spirit of free honesty I haven’t finished the book but I like it already. It’s weird. But in a good way. It’s like The Televisionary Oracle only a little more my style with the Olympian mix. And here it is:

Zeus Is Dead: A Monstrously Inconvenient Adventure

Zeus Is Dead: A Monstrously Inconvenient Adventure

Aren’t They All?

When I saw my brother post on Facebook that he’d bought this book in the airport on his way to Hong Kong for his summer internship I rolled my eyes and said “Of course he bought that book. He thinks he’s a rich Asian and our family is definitely crazy.”

When he came back from HK and gave me the book demanding that I read it I happened to be between Regency Romance boxed sets I keep buying for my Kindle on Amazon for the week and decided what the heck, let’s do this. I brought the book with me on my cross-country train right this fall and since then the book have been passed through no less than 5 other people and all of them have absolutely loved the book (myself included). The demand to read this book has risen so high I’ve had to order additional copies in time for Christmas.

So here I am, hawking this awesomeness here to all of you. Even if you aren’t some form of Asian descent I’ve been assured you will like it as well. There have been confirmed rumors of a movie version forthcoming so you’d better read it now if you want to be cool ahead of the crowd. We’re also super looking forward to the sequel coming out in June 2015.

"Crazy Rich Asians" by Kevin Kwan

“Crazy Rich Asians” by Kevin Kwan (I’ve never seen this alternate view on Amazon before… Good to know the book is the right size to fit in your personal item for air travel)

Meet Merv

At the suggestion of some good friends I finally read Terry Pratchett’s “Small Gods”.

Just a heads up that this was a really good book which means this post will have next to nothing to do with the book itself.

I once thought I could do that whole “Get a PhD in Philosophy!” thing back when I used to read big books for class and then spout off dozens of pages worth of analysis. As it turned out, one of the core classes was ethics. And wouldn’t you know it… Apparently I suck at ethics. Although, those papers I later sold online to undergraduates online about ethics got amazing grades. So maybe I was just approaching it all wrong. Turns out I am really good at being bad at ethics.

And now after reading this book, not only am I a walking, talking, cupcake making ethical dilemma I’m also convinced that there should be a God of Ethical Dilemmas. His name is Merv. He’s kinda wiggly around the edges when you put him in direct light.

So Merv and I are friends. One should always be on good terms with their primary deities. And Merv and I have fun sitting in public spaces trying to debate what we should or shouldn’t do to random strangers as they walk by. Currently we’re in the Penn Quarter Teasim waiting to go see some Shakespeare. There is a lot of potential in this crowd.

I buy Merv tea. I feed Merv. I even share my umbrella with Merv. Except when Merv is being a total cliché and prancing about pushing over old ladies and rationalizing whether or not to tell humanity that they are all doomed I tell ya! DOOMED! When Merv is being a cliché he can totally ask a random stranger to share their umbrella.


In The Beginning…

In the beginning we were bored. And boredom did not become us. So we started reading. A truly radical idea that has been lost over the ages, reading has become our saving grace but it has also damned us. We are now addicted and refuse to stop. We’re past denial and are now fully in acceptance that our souls are eternally doomed because of what we have read.

Welcome to the 11th circle of Hell. Where reading is mandatory, discourse is compulsory, and if anyone so much as thinks about “Romeo & Juliet” (except in a sarcastic sense) you will be spit back up into the 6th circle and will never be heard from again.

Oh! And we have cookies on that table over there. Help yourselves…. Mwuahahahaha!