Friday Lit Links

Aint no party like a Ben Tanzer party, cause a Ben Tanzer party don’t stop.  Or something like that.  People of Chicago, you must check out friend of the blog Ben Tanzer’s gala fundraiser tomorrow evening – An Evening with Ben Tanzer and Friends, a fundraiser for the Chicago Center for Literature and Photography.  Tomorrow.

The Millions has  a nice piece on the price of fame featuring Nirvana and Tennessee Williams.

Worst book ever?  Sure sounds like it might be in the top 5.

The snarkiest announcement of the upcoming production of Atlas Shrugged Part 2:  The Crap-enning that you’ll read all day:

But do not underestimate such men of the mind, who would fight for the virtue of their pride, fight for the essence of that which is man, and fight for the necessary financing to make a sequel to a film that earned just under a $5 million return on a $20 million investment—financing that could be seen as an altruistic donation under the circumstances, if altruism were not something that only communists and lepers believe in.

Man, I hate Ayn Rand.

J Franz: E-books = bad.  NPR: Can we stop with the e-books vs print books arguments, please?

Flavorwire has your guide to faking that you’ve read James Joyce

10 of the best books set in Tokyo

The 10 most dangerous novels of all time

Best YA novels of 2012

American Psycho as written by P.G. Wodehouse

How Bloggers Sparked the Indie Publishing Revolution.  In other news, there is an indie publishing revolution…

Where can you go to see poetry readings like this? And do you really call a female poet a “poetess?”

More from Paris!

This evening f.o.b.  (friend of the blog) Collin Kelley will be reading from his new novel Remain In Light, which is set in Paris   Not only does the novel take its name from a Talking Heads album (bonus points), but it’s also nominated for for the prestigious 2012 Townsend Prize for Fiction.  The reading begins at 7:15 at the Georgia Center for the Book (Decatur Library Auditorium). 215 Sycamore Street, Decatur, GA.

French as Role Models

Speaking of Paris, have you heard about this book, Bringing Up Bébé: One American Mother Discovers the Wisdom of French Parenting?   In the UK, it’s called French Children Don’t Throw Food.  Presumably the US publishers paused for a minute and thought, “Wait a minute, didn’t we just publish a book called French Women Don’t Get Fat?  We better call it something else, non, mon ami? Oui?”  The Guardian’s John Crace is calling merde du taureau in another hilarious Digested Read.  The French is especially atrocious.  Like mine.   The picture of the french kid with a cheesy mustache, baguettes, and an ashtray tied to his head is a nice touch as well.

Coming soon: French Men Don’t Wear Tube Socks: One American Man Discovers the Wisdom of French Sport Hosiery

Hey, what are you doing?

Friday Links

The Atlanta Journal-Constitution (AJC) shows that the ranking is entirely unearned.


The closing of another Atlanta indie bookstore also suggests that “forth” might be too high on the list.

Electric Literature’s January Mixtape is for Leigh Stein’s The Fallback Plan.  I’m reading it now.  It’s excellent.

Check out Melville’s House’s Making the Cover slide show to see the design iterations for The Fallback Plan. I’m all about The Fallback Plan right now.

And speaking of Electric Literature, they somehow dug up a picture of me reading Moby-Dick to use as their latest cover.  I’m also all about the Electric Literature right now.

On average, Kindle books are cheaper than Nook books.

A list of McSweeney’s 10 best literary lists

Johnny Ramone autobiography?  Yes, please.

The new hybrid book economy

10 Bestselling Books with More than 80 One Star Reviews

What Your Favorite Blog Says About You – doesn’t include BGB :(  - but rest assured that if BGB is your favorite blog it means that you are awesome.  And you are probably my mom.

Sign this petition if ensuring that all children have access to a functioning school library is something that you believe in.

Maurice Sendak on Colbert

Steven Colbert visits Maurice Sendak. Awesomeness ensues. Sadly I can’t embed the clips, so you’ll have to go check it out at Comedy Central. (thanks for the heads up, Anne!)

Part 1

Part 2

NBCC Awards Finalists

The National Book Critics Circle have announced the finalists for their annual book awards.  I’m always interested in this list because (a) I’m a member of the NBCC (but my nominations rarely make the cut), and (b) the list always includes books I’m not remotely familiar with.   Here are the finalists in Fiction and Nonfiction:

Fiction

Nonfiction

Other categories include: biography, autobiography, poetry, and criticism.

For an idea of what my voting looked like, see my year-end favorites.  Check out the NBCC website for the full list of finalists.

Friday Links

George Lucas has been doing the publicity circuit for his new movie Red Tails.  One of the crazier revelations is that a movie-maker with his track record was forced to finance the whole thing himself when “studios balked at the marketability of a film with all black leads.”  Given the hype of the film, it seems a good time to direct interested readers to the book Freedom Flyers: The Tuskegee Airmen of World War II by friend of the blog Todd Moye.  Todd also appears in the George Lucas documentary Double Victory, and his book also appears on  top Air Force General’s annual reading list.

The Art of Fielding gets The Guardian’s Digested Read treatment.  Spoilers, ahoy!

Apple’s big announcement?  An app that some have called “Garage Band for books” that allows anyone to create a multi-media e-book.  The app is geared towards writers of textbooks.  “Apple has unveiled a glimpse of the classroom of the future, launching a new version of its iBooks software that will allow publishers to create interactive textbooks for iPad-owning students.” Interesting.

Wait.  That brave new world of e-books is already here.

Cormac McCarthy’s newest piece of writing is his first screenplay.

If the internet is to be believed, we didn’t lose our British accents, the British lost their American accents.

More news from Arizona:  ”Lupita Garcia, an opponent of the MAS program who oversees the district’s ethnic studies programs. She unabashedly told the students that racism has nothing to do with color and that Mexico is where Mexican studies is taught, not America!… When students asked why European studies has not been banned, nor any other area studies discipline, the administrators had no response. ”

Hey, how did that internet blackout thing staged earlier this week to protest SOPA/PIPA turn out?  The numbers are in.

The Simmering Cauldron of Outrage

OK. Yesterday we joined the anti-SOPA/PIPA blackout to vent our rage at those pieces of legislation.  Yet, YET!, in many ways, it pales in comparison to what’s going on in Arizona. On Tuesday evening, the day after MLK Day, I was reading a piece by Carolyn Kellogg that was about whatever Apple’s upcoming announcement would be about .  I got to the bottom and was stunned to come across this:

Meanwhile, textbooks for elementary and high schools must be vetted by state and local officials, an entirely different challenge. Arizona, for example, has banned ethnic studies classes statewide; this week, to remain in complaince and receive millions of dollars in funding, Tucson schools removed a number of now-banned books, including “Chicano!: The History of the Mexican Civil Rights Movement” by Arturo Rosales and William Shakespeare’s “The Tempest.” Does Apple really want to jump into the middle of that?

What? Arizona banned ethnic study classes?  Books on Hispanic civil rights and The Tempest are being removed from libraries?  Wait.  William Shakespeare’s The Tempest?  A Tucson teacher explains the predicament that the law places on teachers:

We study this work by Shakespeare using the work of renowned historian Ronald Takaki and the chapter “The Tempest in the Wilderness” from his a book A Different Mirror where he uses the play to explore the early English settlements on this continent and English imperialism. From there, we immerse ourselves in the play and discuss the beauty of the language, Shakespeare’s multiple perspectives on colonization, and the brilliant and courageous attention he gives to such important issues…However, TUSD is basing our compliance upon their appeal and Mr. Kowall’s ruling. Thus, I believe our administrators advised me properly when they said to avoid texts, units, or lessons with race and oppression as a central focus…. In clearer words, if I avoid discussing such themes in class, yet the students see the themes and decide to write, discuss or ask questions in class, we may also be found to be in violation…Due to the madness of this situation and our fragile positions as instructors who will be frequently observed for compliance, and be asked to produce examples of student work as proof of our compliance, I cannot disagree with their advice. Now we are in the position of having to rule out The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, The Great Gatsby, etc. for the exact same reasons.

So, apparently, until further guidance is provided, teachers have to eliminate teaching anything that students may interpret on their own as containing themes about civil rights, race, colonialism, etc.  Doubleplusgood.

Save the Apostrophes

UK high street book seller Waterstone’s has unleashed all manner of wailing and gnashing of teeth by changing their name to Waterstones.  That’s right, they dropped the possessive apostrophe.  MobyLives summarizes the discontent:

…it’s John Richards, the chairman of the Apostrophe Protection Society, whom we quoted in our earlier report, who continues to lead the charge, saying, “It’s just plain wrong. It’s grammatically incorrect. If Sainsbury’s andMcDonald’s can get it right, then why can’t Waterstones. You would really hope that a bookshop is the last place to be so slapdash with English… “

In other news, there is an Apostrophe Protection Society.  Their website was apparently last updated in 1996.  My eyes!

Friday Links

The list of competitors has been announced for the 8th annual Tournament of Books, my personal favorite literary award.

Newsworthy:  Michiko Kakutani, New York Times book reviewer who apparently dislikes all fiction, likes this book.

Publishing house Picador is celebrating its 40th anniversary by releasing special editions of some of its best loved books with very cool covers.  Check ‘em out.

Study shows that you cannot read too much P.G. Wodehouse.

Agreed:  WANT: a program that prints the spines of books I’ve read on my Kindle, to stick on the wall…

Why Authors Tweet and Twitter: The Virtual Literary Salon.  It’s worth it to start a twitter account just so you can keep up with Salman Rushdie and Gary Shteyngart who are masters of the genre.

MTV original VJs Nina Blackwood, Mark Goodman, Alan Hunter and Martha Quinn have scored a book deal for an oral history of the early days of MTV.  No love for Triple J (JJ Jackson)?  That’s cold.

I am late to the Downton Abbey craze, but I am catching up feverishly on the first season now.  The NYT reports on how publishers are looking to cash in.

The shortlist for the Hatchet Job of the Year for the most savage book reviews has been released (with quotes and links).

A web resource for banned (not just challenged) books.

McSweeney’s rounds up the clever literary user names that are already taken if that was your plan for impressing the ladies.

10 novels that nail the college experience.

The Great Sperm Squeezer Mystery

And maybe this was only a mystery to me, but just in case… About a month ago, I was minding my own business reading Chad Harbach’s The Art of Fielding (my review).  Early in the novel Harbach presents the President of Westish College’s back story.  It discusses how Dr Affenlight discovery of a lost Melville manuscript changed his life.  Affenlight became a man of letters:

The dissertation, a study of the homosocial and the homoerotic in nineteenth-century American letters, turned into a book, The Sperm-Squeezers (1987), and the book turned into a sensation: academically influential, widely translated…it wasn’t Moby Dick, but it sold more copies in its first year The Book had, and it became a touchstone in the culture wars.

First thoughts: Sperm-sqeezers?  What in the what?  Why sperm-squeezers?   Is it supposed to be funny?  It doesn’t seem to be.  I figured that it was either a weird throw-away joke (wink wink) or a reference that I didn’t get and moved on.

It turns out that everything that I needed to get was right there in that paragraph. At the time I was in the middle of an almost year-long slog through Moby-Dick.  The Art of Fielding, with its many Melville and Moby-Dick references inspired me to get back to it.  No sooner had I returned to the novel than I practically tripped over some sperm squeezers.  The sailors on The Pequod were up on deck processing the spermaceti of a slaughtered whale by heating it and squeezing out the lumps.  It is also a fairly obviously reference to the homosocial and homoerotic contained in this particular nineteenth-century American letter.  Of course!

I thought that I’d share this in the fairly specific off chance that you missed the reference as badly as I did in The Art of Fielding.  Here’s Melville’s passage for context:

Understanding all of this better sets up what comes later in Harbach’s novel.  Having said all of that, it was really this review in The Guardian that made me see the novel in a different light and underlined what Harbach was up to.

The Third Reich

Roberto Bolaño.  I’ll admit that he’s a writer that I struggle with.   I was so annoyed with his novel The Savage Detectives that I posted an angry 1000+ word snarky review venting my frustration – “To say that this book disappointed me is a bit of an understatement. Frankly, I was a pissed off, if not relieved, when I finally reached the end of its 592 pages.”  I was taken to task for my “typical hipster-hype” reaction in the comments.  Contrary to that commenter’s opinion, I get no joy in writing negative reviews.   I want to like the books that I read.  I want to share my love of great books.  Bolaño is widely regarded as an important literary voice, and I wanted to get that novel.  But I didn’t.

Bolaño’s next super critically acclaimed novel released in English was the mammoth 2666.   At almost a 1000 pages, it didn’t seem to be the novel that I should try again with.  I’ll freely admit that I was intimidated.  Bolaño’s latest work in translation, The Third Reich, weighs in at a svelte 277 pages.   If I was going to give Bolaño, this appeared to be the ticket.  So with some trepidation, I dove in.

The Third Reich, I should quickly point out,  is not a World War II novel and has little to do with historical Nazis.  The title refers to a World War II themed board game.  Udo Berger, a young German, is the national champion of a federation of war game enthusiasts.  He begins the narrative as a journal entry of his first day of vacation in Spain with his girlfriend Ingeborg.  This will be, in part, a working vacation.  Udo is excited to set up a few tables in the hotel room and test various strategies that he’ll write up for war game newsletters and journals.   His actual job job is of little consequence.  Udo is upbeat as he reflects on the weeks ahead:

I don’t think it’s an exaggeration to say that my life has never been better.  Most of the credit goes to Ingeborg.  Meeting her was the best thing that ever happened to me.  Her sweetness, her charm, her soft gaze, put everything else–my own daily struggles and the back-stabbing of those who envy me–into perspective, allowing me to face facts and rise above them.

Despite Udo’s sunny self-assessment, he reveals through his actions that he is petulant, full of himself, and a bit of a bore.

Udo and Ingebord soon make the acquaintance of another vacationing German couple, Charly and Hannah.  Charly is a good-time windsurfer who immediately tests Udo’s patience.  Through Charly, Udo also comes to know some seedy local beach characters, known as the Wolf and the Lamb.  The most indelible new acquaintance of the summer will be El Quemado, which translates to “the burn victim” in Spanish.  True to his name, El Quemado’s body is covered with horrible burn scars.  The source of the disfigurement is not immediately revealed.

El Quemado is essentially homeless, choosing to live on the beach in a depression dug under the stack of paddle boats that he rents during the day.  In time, El Quemado and Udo begin playing a game of Third Reich.  Udo is very condescending in engaging  Udo in the game.  The self-evident distastefulness of playing a game in which one tries to relive World War II and emerge with the German army victorious seems completely lost on Udo.  For Udo, the game is entertainment.  El Quemado, however, may view warfare in an entirely different light that becomes more apparent as the game plays out over weeks.

The game, coupled with Charly’s mysterious disappearance, casts a pall over the beach vacation.  Udo remains in Spain as the sunlight begins to disappear into fall, waiting for news on Charly and the conclusion of the game.  Over the course of these events, Udo’s early “perspective” on life is shown to be inaccurate and completely shallow.   At its heart, The Third Reich is a coming of age story – wait, he’s German – let’s call it a bildungsroman.  Udo’s experiences force to come to grip with an immature view of the world and his place in it.

I enjoyed this novel.  It appears that Bolaño and I can get along after all.   I’m not sure that I am ready to tackle 2666, which everyone seems to agree is his masterwork.  At least now I can see myself considering the possibly of tackling that tome, which was not the case prior to reading The Third Reich.   

Book Pitch: I can readily imagine an upated US version of this book where an American video game blogger takes his X-Box on vacation with him to work on mastering Modern Warfare 3 and meets someone who doesn’t view playing warfare as “fun”.

Also: I received copies of the hardcover and the audiobook at roughly the same time.  In an unusual move for me, I went back and forth from the novel to the audiobook as time allowed.  The chapters are mostly named for dates, so it was relatively easy to listen in where I had left off in the book and vice-versa.  The audiobook is read by Simon Vance who does an excellent job.  Through the audiobook I was better able to get a handle on pronunciations of names, places, and words in languages that I don’t speak than I would have otherwise had. Vance’s world-weary approach seemed to capture Udo perfectly.  Check out an audio clip from the first chapter:

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The Joy of Books

Toronto’s Type Books put together this amazing film of what goes on in their store when the staff goes home.

 

Friday Links

Spin has the ten best music books of 2011.  How have I not read I Want My MTV yet?

The most overlooked books of 2011

Flavorwire’s top 10 most anticipated books of 2012

The Daily Beast also has selected books to keep an eye out for in 2012

Omnivoracious has ten (not new) books to read in the new year

Want more?  The Millions has an extensive list of anticipated books in 2012.  Start mapping out your year in reading now. (Also:  I love you China Mieville, But I am having a hard time imagining a world where your new novel  is going to be – um – good.  ”Never has his kinship with Melville been more apparent than in his new young adult novel, Railsea, in which a character named Sham Yes ap Soorap rides a diesel locomotive under the command of a captain obsessed with hunting down the giant ivory-colored mole, Mocker-Jack, that snatched off her arm years ago. ”

This guy wrote out selections from books, and sometimes entire books,  one word at a time on grains of rice.  True story.

Sexting icebreakers for English grad students

How to be a successful “bookstalker” in 2012

A “christian” parenting guide is implicated in children’s deaths.  You’re doing it wrong!

In time for tonight’s season premiere of Potlandia! comes this story of Portland’s mini libraries.

Lev Grossman reveals his reading list for the upcoming third book in his planned Magicians trilogy.  Which is totally excellent BTW.

Top coloring books for people who hate their children

Train Dreams: Audiobook Preview

Exclusive! (And by exclusive I mean that you would have to actively look to find this someplace else.) After reading Shaft’s review of Denis Johnson’s Train Dreams, the publisher of the audiobook version sent along this preview clip. Check it out for yourself.

Update:  Now working again.

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This just in

Last week, while the weather was still nice here in Atlanta, I took a walk during my lunch break. I made my way over to Woodruff Park and found a table to read in the sun for a while. It was only on my way back to the office that I noticed that I had wondered into Woodruff Park’s Outdoor Reading Room.

There are carrels with books and magazines for borrowing/browsing, nice Woodruff Park branded umbrellas, etc.  When did this happen?  The Downtown Atlanta Improvement District has the scoop on this wonderful new addition:

The Woodruff Park Reading Room is an open-air reading room in northern portion of Woodruff Park. In partnership with the Atlanta-Fulton Public Library, carts are stocked with a selection of books, periodicals and newspapers, with readings and programs at lunchtime. Movable furniture creates an intimate environment. The programming, publications, and environment of the Reading Room are available to everyone for free, without any need of cards or identification.

See the link above for info on donating books.  This is completely awesome and I had no idea it was there, despite working just a few blocks away.  It appears that I’ll have to wait a while for lunch time weather to improve to visit again.

Looking back to kick off 2012

I thought it would be interesting to have a little personal accountability on the blog to kick off the new year – a reckoning. To start things off, I stole the approach used each year by Jessamyn West at Librarian.net. Here’s how it shakes out by the numbers:

number of books read in 2011: 48
number of books read in 2010: 43
number of books read in 2009: 50
number of books read in 2008: 68
number of books read in 2007: 50
number of books read in 2006: 40
number of books read in 2005: 47

Stats for 2011:

percentage by male authors: 75
percentage by female authors: 25
fiction as percentage of total: 86
non-fiction as percentage of total: 14

My personal reading resolutions for 2011 were to read: “…more books by female authors, more non-fiction, more books by foreign authors and/or translated works, more graphic novels, more classics, more books from small presses and “indie” authors, and more books that challenge and broaden my comfort zone.”  Let’s break it down to see how I did:

More books by female authors:  As pitiful as that 25% is, I actually read more books by female  authors this year as I have in any year since I started tracking my books read.  Success?  Room for improvement in 2012.

More non-fiction:  Clearly my reading trends very heavily towards fiction.  I enjoyed the non-fiction that I read, there is more work to be done in this area if I am serious about this goal.  Which I think that I am.  Fail.

More foreign authors/works in translation: Discounting British authors and Téa Obreht, um, that left me with two authors whose works had to be translated into English, Roberto Bolaño and Johan Harstad.  Fail.

More graphic novels:  Four graphic novels.  That’s about typical for me.  Fail.

More classics: I finished Moby Dick.  That should count twice, right?  Fail.

More books by indie presses and authors:  Eight books qualify if I don’t count the comics.  16%.  Three of those were by people who I know personally.  Hey. it’s a higher percentage than my non-fiction on the year.   I’m going to call this one a qualified success.  But barely.

More books that challenge and broaden my comfort zone: Given the above, I’m going to call this one a failure.  Clearly, I was reading almost entirely within my comfort zone.

My 2012 resolutions?  I think I can stick with the 2011 goals and try a little harder.  What are your reading resolutions for 2012?

My favorites of 2011

Yikes! This year is drawing to a close way too quickly. I guess it’s time to get my year-end favorites posted.  Here are my top 10 favorite reads of 2011 by category:

Ten Thousand Saints by Eleanor Henderson is my overall favorite read of 2011.  From my review: “Ten Thousand Saints has been called this year’s A Visit from the Goon Squad.  While both deal with some of the harsh realities of the music business, I think that Ten Thousand Saints is clearly the better book.  Saints is cohesive, where Goon Squad is disjointed. More importantly, Ten Thousand Saints is a novel with heart.  I loved it.”

My favorite came-from-nowhere read of 2011 is  Buzz Aldrin, What Happened to You in All the Confusion by Johan Harstad. From my review: “This is an amazing first novel that rarely takes you where you think it is going to go.  It’s an inventive narrative that repeatedly surprises the reader.  I will read anything by Johan Harstad that is translated into English.”

Lev Grossman’s The Magician King is my favorite sequel that was in many ways better than the original.  From my review: “The Magician King is an excellent novel that works on many levels.  It’s an homage to classic fantasy novels,  it’s top shelf social commentary, and, most importantly, it’s a ripping good story.”

My favorite non-fiction science meets art book that actually came out at the very end of 2010 is  Radioactive: Marie and Pierre Curie – A Tale of Love and Fallout by Lauren Redniss.  From my review:  ”For a book about the work of two famed scientists, it is Redniss’s non-scientific approach to telling the story that really drives her themes home and gives the book depth, warmth, and humanity.  One of the great things about this strange and wonderful book is that it firmly affirms the role of the book as a story-telling medium.”

My favorite in the why did it take so long to get around to reading this book is Chad Harbach’s The Art of Fielding. From my review: “Any book that is not only a cracking read in its own right but sets the reader off on a journey of additional reading is about as good as it gets.”

My favorite book by an author that is most likely to be asked for her ID at the bar is Téa Obreht’s debut novel The Tiger’s Wife.  From my review: “Stories and fables, Obreht seems to suggest, are essential not just for understanding, but also for survival.  This is a fantastic novel.  Obreht is very deserving of all the pre-publication hype, and I can’t wait to see what she does next.”

The novel that was the most fun to read this year was easily Ernest Cline’s Ready Player One.  From my review:  ”Ready Player One is a retro-future-techno-thriller and is way more fun a read than I would have thought.  If you’re the kind of person who appreciates the joke when someone says, “Answer the question, Claire” and isn’t talking to anyone named Claire, then run don’t walk to pick this one up.  Dorks, dweebs, nerds, and other misfits of a certain age will also love it.”

My favorite big sprawling novel that weaves storylines of the old west and modern-day life is Jonathan Evison’s West of Here. From my review: “Like its setting, West of Here gives its characters room to spread out and breath.  The epic scope is ambitious, but the skilled story teller never loses his way.  Port Bonita’s transformation from a lush idyll to a strip mall anytown is heartbreaking, but the removal of its dam holds the promise of the return of the town’s former glory and new beginning for its residents.”

My favorite read about fake indians is Karen Russell’s Swamplandia! From my review: “Swamplandia! is a disarmingly charming novel that packs a big punch.”

My favorite literary mystery/antarctic thriller/art scene satire that doubles as scathing social commentary is Mat Johnson’s Pym.  From my review: “Johnson’s sharp wit, ironic distancing, and gripping story help to soften the blows of what is  a serious and deeply biting satire of racial conflict and self-identity in quote unquote post-racial America.”

Friday Links

Is Slate’s good-riddance-to-indie bookstores columnist really a moron?  (I referred to him last week as an “assclown”.) Hey, it’s a valid question.  The Christian Science Monitor has your answer.

Oh, wait.  Here’s Assclown’s backpedaling article.

A round-up of indie bookstores on Twitter

Most over-rated books of 2011

Still shopping for the readers on your list.  Here are some offbeat gifts that may save the day.

Woody Guthrie’s New Year’s Resolutions from 1942 are a hoot

Flavorwire dreams up a literary mixtape for Mowgli

B&N convincingly lists the five worst novels of 2011

It practically sells itself!:  An epistolary shower curtain from Dave Eggers at Cool Hunting

Didn’t see this coming: GOP candidates read wacky books

Alternate history: What if Hergé (Tintin) wrote the X-Men

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