Feel Good Hits of the Year
I don’t how I missed this. The New York Times Book Review insightfully reviews the book Stacked: A 32DDD Reports From the Front by Susan Seligson. The author writes about her breasts like a “besotted schoolboy.” The reviewer, who has impressive – um – credentials herself, notes, “Seligson is likable, if for no other reason than that she’s absolutely dizzy with admiration for her assets.” (Thanks, Rick.)
Wordsmiths’ Russ sings the praises of Esther Levine who has what may be the best job you’ve never heard of. She’s an author escort. When an author rolls into town, Ms. Levine picks them up, shows them the town, gets them what they need, and makes sure they show up at the reading on time. Yesterday. the Atlanta Journal-Constitution article wrote about Ms. Levine here.
This last bit has nothing to do with books, but it is such an inspirational piece of film I just had to share. Be sure to check out Alanis Morrisette’s tremendous cover of “My Humps.”
April 4, 2007 7:00 am 
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By Herman Glimscher, April 4, 2007 @ 3:22 pm
An article about knockers and Alanis in short-shorts and no comments? Is this America I’m living in?
By DJ Cayenne, April 4, 2007 @ 4:12 pm
I fear that the world is on spring break/vacation this week leaving just us poor schlubs to hold down the fort.
By flavawheel, April 4, 2007 @ 5:12 pm
Just by chance, I managed to see said Ms. Alanis’ video and found it ponderously, irritatingly hilarious.
It was displayed next to the original BEP vid for comparison, and while I must say Alanis looked quite fetching, the side-by-side proved beyond any shadow of a doubt how mind-scramblingly hot Fergie, shape-ah-ly Fergie, actually is — hubba-hubba!
By DJ Cayenne, April 4, 2007 @ 5:15 pm
Mrs. Cayenne asked to see the original version and asked – in all sincerity – “now, what is this one a parody of?”
By flavawheel, April 4, 2007 @ 5:58 pm
I can see that; not the most high-art work ever committed to the screen. I find the song itself to be somewhat ironic in that’s really quite unsexy. “My lovely lady lumps”? Sounds… cancerous.
And the world is indeed on spring break and clustered on the Golden Gate Bridge as we speak. Got out for an afternoon ride and it was like being the ball in a human pinball machine. And there is apparently no Chinese translation for “move!” Just sayin’…