It's Tuesday. If I don’t have a random or chosen topic or meme I want to explore, I’ll do a book review. I haven’t done proper book reviews in a loooong time. Not since high school.I graduated high school in June 1989. No public internet back then (it wasn’t long after though, August 6, 1991). Not everyone had cable, we lived far enough out in the country the cable companies didn’t want to come out there. Satellite dishes (August 27, 1989) were for well-to-do folks and those suckers were serious eyesores and screamed, "I can afford thousands of dollars to watch HBO, please come steal the many expensive things in my house!"
Hey. More stuff happened in 1989 than just Taylor Swift being born. I promise that link does not go to any page about Taylor Swift.
|1989 - The year the Berlin Wall came down. I watched it on television. |
It still makes me cry. The happy crying you do when you are moved beyond words. Well, I do it, anyway.
"BrandenburgerTorDezember1989" by SSGT F. Lee Corkran - DoD photo, USA.
Licensed under Public Domain via Wikimedia Commons
So where's the book review? Yeah, I spent so much time making the template in Word (to use for later reviews) and writing this intro, I know don't have time to actually type up the review. If I don't have any massage clients on Friday maybe I will type it up then and save it for next Tuesday. Or not be pedantic about Tuesday being book review day and just post it. La, la, la, whatever.(Thank you, Hot Chelle Rae. I'm not your target audience but that song is so. much. fun.)
|Magical, magical books. What? Your books don't make sparkles and smoke?|
All mine do. Get better books.
Can't find the creator of this image to credit it.
Now, I have to get ready for weekly lunch and driving practice with my son, Dexter. (Psst...that's not his real name.) And...find pictures first. And...ruthlessly edit until I'm satisfied with this entry. Shut up.