I was excited about the premise of this book-a woman, unlucky in love, decides to say yes to every man who asks her on a date, hoping to find the man of her dreams amongst the dudes she would normally dismiss-until I figured out that she was only 21 when she did this experiment. Her bitterness and desperatness to find Mister Right rang a little false. I mean, come on girl, you are 21 and living in New York. First of all, 21 is pretty much the Year of Yes for everyone! We all are less guarded and more willing to take risks and date stupid crazy men. I think it would have been more interesting if she was 30, had been on the dating scene for awhile and had a lot more walls built up. Then I think the book would be more about how her own life and perceptions changed, rather than a laundry list of bad dates. Also, why was she so hell bent on finding a man at that age anyway? I had a hard time sympathizing; instead, I kind of wanted to shake her. But the book had funny moments too I guess.

The ending is yawningly predictable; don’t read the author bio at the end where it says who her husband is or you’ll figure it out right away.

This book is incredibly powerful and moving. I suppose it’s a little self indulgent but absorbingly so. I love these sorts of tragic writerly love stories for some reason. If you liked this book I highly recommend The Best Day the Worst Day: Life with Jane Kenyon by Donald Hall. But you might want to give yourself a bit of time between reads because The Best Day the Worst Day is similarly heart-wrenching.

This was not my favorite by Gish Jen but it’s still a good read. The script-like format threw me off.

The best Casiotone record yet! I just love it so much I want to cry a little bit.

This morning in the Pike Place Market, there were people giving out $3 Starbucks cards to promote some tv show featuring Starsucks CEO Howard Schultz. Inspired by Jennifer Aniston’s character in this movie, I hit up the sample givers on every block. I don’t really like Starbuck’s coffe but I sure love free coffee!

I love all romanticized depictions of the late ‘70s/early ‘80s NYC art scene so this film was right up my alley. It also made me kind of miss the strange local television shows that would play late at night when I was in middle school, like Bombshelter Videos and the Spud Goodman show. There was another video show too but I can’t remember the name, although I do remember staying up to watch it in a fevered state, desperate to see any music video I could in my MTV-less existance. Whatever happened to local television? Sad.

This is one of my favorite books of all time.

This movie has a blatant pro-life, anti-feminist agenda and I found it totally insulting. ZERO STARS.

This is an incredibly creepy, dark, powerful and wonderfully-illustrated graphic novel.

Everyone should buy one of these damn scarves. They are so great! They are super soft and come in tons of colors. I know my money for this scarf goes into the pocket of that creepily-sideburned pervert and now he can spend it on plying barely legal girls with champagne so they’ll “model” for him but I still love it. My consumer satisfaction level with this product is an 11.