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warning: this entry is all over the place.
Jan. 2nd, 2011 09:05 pmHAPPY 2011, EVERYBODY!!!
It has occurred to me that in August of this year I will have been on LJ for ten years; at the same name and everything. Oh. My. God.
Anyway, list time:
Song I Am Digging Right Now: This is the New Year by Ian Axel. I got it as a free download, but it's $0.99 at Amazon.
One of the Books I Cannot Wait to Read This Year: Beauty Queens by Libba Bray. I mean, the description alone:
WHY IS MAY SO VERY FAR AWAY. WHY.
A Few Favorite Book Quotes: The first is from Dash and Lily's Book of Dares by Rachel Cohn and David Levithan, which I liked so much more than the other two books they wrote together:
( The girl in your head. )
And then there is this exchange from Steve Kluger's My Most Excellent Year, which is (as I might have mentioned before, one of my favorite books and it is kind of woefully underrated). In it, Augie is talking to Hucky, a deaf kindergartner that his best friend/brother TC has befriended:
( Why don't you know?? )
And finally the opening from The Westing Game, which will always always always be one of my favorite books ever:
I did not do nearly enough reading last year. I usually read at the least forty books a year; last year I topped off at thirty-four. I guess that is what painting and screenwriting and tons of TV production work will do to you. Eh.
Concert I MUST Go To: the Backstreet Boys/New Kids on the Block reunion show.
I was stuck at home on Saturday because of my back and my mom and I were watching the replay from the Dick Clark New Years' show, and BSB and NKOTB were on and my mom says, "Candice, it's your boys!" I just discovered that tickets for the Dallas show have been on sale practically since my birthday and center floor seats are $106--so with Ticketmaster's service fees being what they are, the ticket will probably be like, $130 at the least. But I want to go so bad. I still sort of regret not going to their tour in 2005 because that ended up being the last one that Kevin was on and all. I have a feeling that it is going to be insane in the best possible way. When I first heard about the tour I think I had a moment where I reverted back to thirteen.
It has occurred to me that in August of this year I will have been on LJ for ten years; at the same name and everything. Oh. My. God.
Anyway, list time:
Song I Am Digging Right Now: This is the New Year by Ian Axel. I got it as a free download, but it's $0.99 at Amazon.
One of the Books I Cannot Wait to Read This Year: Beauty Queens by Libba Bray. I mean, the description alone:
Teen beauty queens. A "Lost"-like island. Mysteries and dangers. No access to emall. And the spirit of fierce, feral competition that lives underground in girls, a savage brutality that can only be revealed by a journey into the heart of non-exfoliated darkness. Oh, the horror, the horror! Only funnier. With evening gowns. And a body count.
WHY IS MAY SO VERY FAR AWAY. WHY.
A Few Favorite Book Quotes: The first is from Dash and Lily's Book of Dares by Rachel Cohn and David Levithan, which I liked so much more than the other two books they wrote together:
( The girl in your head. )
And then there is this exchange from Steve Kluger's My Most Excellent Year, which is (as I might have mentioned before, one of my favorite books and it is kind of woefully underrated). In it, Augie is talking to Hucky, a deaf kindergartner that his best friend/brother TC has befriended:
( Why don't you know?? )
And finally the opening from The Westing Game, which will always always always be one of my favorite books ever:
The sun sets in the west (just about everyone knows that), but Sunset Towers faced east. Strange!
Sunset Towers faced east and had no towers. This glittery, glassy apartment house stood alone on the Lake Michigan shore five stories high. Five empty stories high.
The one day (it happened to be the Fourth of July), a most uncommon-looking delivery boy rode around town slipping letters under the doors of the chosen tenants-to-be. The letters were signed by Barney Northrup.
The delivery boy was sixty-two years old, and there was no such person as Barney Northrup.
I did not do nearly enough reading last year. I usually read at the least forty books a year; last year I topped off at thirty-four. I guess that is what painting and screenwriting and tons of TV production work will do to you. Eh.
Concert I MUST Go To: the Backstreet Boys/New Kids on the Block reunion show.
I was stuck at home on Saturday because of my back and my mom and I were watching the replay from the Dick Clark New Years' show, and BSB and NKOTB were on and my mom says, "Candice, it's your boys!" I just discovered that tickets for the Dallas show have been on sale practically since my birthday and center floor seats are $106--so with Ticketmaster's service fees being what they are, the ticket will probably be like, $130 at the least. But I want to go so bad. I still sort of regret not going to their tour in 2005 because that ended up being the last one that Kevin was on and all. I have a feeling that it is going to be insane in the best possible way. When I first heard about the tour I think I had a moment where I reverted back to thirteen.
