Three completely unrelated thoughts
ONE The book even comes with a soundtrack, courtesy of iTunes. This is a bonus.
Picked up the book I Love You, Beth Cooper today at lunch. By bedtime (by which I mean by the time I wrote this blog post), I had covered about half the book. I might have made it further if I hadn't been laughing so hard my ribs hurt. Perhaps the funniest piece of American pop-culture fiction I've ever read. I actually had to get up and pee after Chapter Four.
The author, Larry Doyle, is a former writer for The Simpsons. He wrote the episode where Moe the bartender gets plastic surgery (and others). I know I'm a Simpsons geek. Shoot me.
The Institute's Department of Writing will definitely have more to say about this book.
Interesting romantic tie-in: While browsing the first few pages of Beth Cooper, I laughed out loud no less than six times. Pretty Barnes & Noble Clerk comes over to find out more about the not-unattractive man who is confident enough to laugh out loud at literature in a public place. We briefly exchange appreciations of Laff Lit. As she checks me out (by which I mean she takes my cash in exchange for the book – the other way is what she was doing, I assume, before she came over to chat me up at the display), Pretty B&N Clerk segues the conversation to "so, you're a beer guy" (I was on lunch break and wearing the shirt). My FLIRT ALARM 9000 goes off as she is maneuvering the conversation towards the kind of talk that ends with "we should have coffee."
In single life, I often imagined that I might meet the girl of my dreams in a Barnes & Noble. She would be pretty, smart and book-savvy, the fantasy went. This girl met those qualifications. A wide smile breaks across my face, and it isn't the Scoundrel Smile. I'm thinking about my fiancée at work back in Statesboro. At the library.
I did end up with the pretty, smart, book-savvy girl. Good for me. I mention Jessica to Pretty B&N Clerk with my next breath, lest I be accused of leading anyone on.
It feels good to have the Pretty B&N Clerk flirt with you. It feels better to know you are about to marry the Hot Librarian.
Anyway, go buy I Love You, Beth Cooper. It's tits.
TWO
Wind gusts of 25-30 miles per hour making driving a car down a two-lane road a pain.
They make a 60-mile commute from Savannah to Statesboro on a motorcycle an Adventure In Living.
THREE
Apparently, Roy Hibbert is enrolled at least part time at the Lanier Drive Institute of Higher Thinking. After learning that the Institute's NBA Think Tank was recommending the Atlanta Hawks draft him with the third overall pick in this year's draft, Hibbert decided he'd rather just go back to Georgetown. Of course, the 7-2 Hoya center wasn't really a number three pick. But the thought of the Hawks addressing their Point Guard/Center deficiency by drafting the point first and then hoping Hibbert fell to 11 (he wouldn't have) only to draft yet another 3 or 4 with that pick… I shudder. Maybe Horford would have been lingering, but a true center who could develop into a 10-10-5 guy quickly addressed the Hawks' needs. Still, I would always rather see a kid go back for his senior year. Good luck, Roy.
(You are aware the Hawks could be right back in the lottery next year, right? Just Checking.)
The revised draft advisory from the Institute is to pick Mike Conley Jr. with the third selection and the best available 4/5 combo-post guy with the 11. Then deal Josh Smith for a serviceable Euro-center (6-10, jumpshot intact inside of 18 feet, no defense). Or package Smith and the 11 to draft up and grab Joakim Noah or take a flyer on Yi Jianlian.
Upon hearing these advisories, Conley has decided to test the theory of a "sophomore slump" and Yi Jianlian thinks maybe communism isn't so bad in the new global economy.
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