Eating Books

I can't help it. Christy says I eat books and spit out the spine. (Well, heck. Why would you want to eat the spine? Of course I spit it out.)

I stayed up until 6 am the other night snacking on a particularly tasty book. I was so tired the next day (or later that day, I guess), that I really paid for it... but I haven't done that in a long time, and I really enjoyed myself. It was a "Bourne Identity" meets "Raiders of the Lost Ark"/"National Treasure"/Illuminati & Knights Templar conspiracies kind of plot--very suspenseful. Which makes reading it in the wee hours, when the house and neighborhood are eerily quiet, really ideal.

I know Team Redd can empathize with me on this! :) We all have our vices, and reading is definitely one of mine. When I polished off the book, though, I had to ask myself: could I stay awake all night reading the Bible? Would I be that intrigued? It's an interesting question that leads to even more interesting questions, which I will ponder indepth in a later post.

Not only do I like to eat books, I also like to eat hot dogs... although maybe not anymore. After clicking on Gaines' post about the ridiculous 911 call in Oregon (drat. somebody tell me how to figure out the address for a specific post so I can link these things...), I played around on the CNN website and came across a video for a hot dog prank (type it into the CNN search engine; it's worth it!) played by two sisters for over 50 years. Picture two little old ladies in their eighties mailing a mummified hot dog back and forth to each other. Disgusting, but hilarious!

It was a poor segue, but I had to mention the hot dog ladies. I hope I'm that fun when I'm old.