<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240</id><updated>2012-01-24T07:08:46.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A. Reader</title><subtitle type='html'>Share information about the books read or listened to, movies, and music. Add the title in the Title box. Include the author, date.  Add more if you wish--the narrator for tapes, etc. You need only add a sentence or two about the plot and why you liked it.  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We even get a glimpse into an eternal world inhabited by the "already-weres" and the "not-yets." Throw in some Yiddish folklore, some mystery, some romance, some art history... Like I said, it covers a lot, and it all revolves around a stolen painting by Marc Chagall. An interesting author's note states that the theft of the Chagall artwork, which fuels the novel, is based on an actual event where a painting was stolen from a museum in New York and later turned up anonymously in a post office in Topeka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-114488570349431996?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/114488570349431996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=114488570349431996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/114488570349431996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/114488570349431996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/04/world-to-come-by-dara-horn_12.html' title='The World to Come by Dara Horn'/><author><name>mr. gregg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02832361190215253101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-114375764602060517</id><published>2006-03-30T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T14:27:26.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopgirl by Steve Martin</title><content type='html'>My book club read the book for February.  A slim volume and I had high hopes for the book - even though the movie was pretty well trashed by critics.&lt;br /&gt;The story started well and I was quite impressed with funnyman Martin's writing style.  He created the lonely shop girl, Mirabelle who works in the glove department of Neiman's, "selling things that nobody buys any more."  &lt;br /&gt;Of course, about the time that I am thinking that I might want to recommend the book to a couple people suddenly the F-bomb is dropped.  And dropped frequently throughout the book.  Not that I am a prude, but I really didn't need it more than the first time that was a shock value to the conversation.  &lt;br /&gt;The main character is a bit passive for everything that is going on around her, but she does make progress within the book.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise the story is cleverly written with moments of graceful pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-114375764602060517?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/114375764602060517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=114375764602060517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/114375764602060517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/114375764602060517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/03/shopgirl-by-steve-martin.html' title='Shopgirl by Steve Martin'/><author><name>Carma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242209151440922492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-114375713314650341</id><published>2006-03-30T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T14:18:53.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Village School by Miss Read</title><content type='html'>Sweet and easy reading.  A spinster school teacher who talks about life in the quaint English village and her two room school house. No scandels, not a single "desparate housewife", and no real pressing world issues.  But nice stories without being too syrupy.&lt;br /&gt;Mom called it a "cozy read" and that is how it should be read.  Warm cookies and a glass of milk while under a blanket with a curled up kitty on your chest and/or a dog laying at your feet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Village Centenary, Thrush Green and Mrs. Pringle of Fairacre are other titles in the 30-plus series.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-114375713314650341?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/114375713314650341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=114375713314650341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/114375713314650341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/114375713314650341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/03/village-school-by-miss-read.html' title='Village School by Miss Read'/><author><name>Carma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242209151440922492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-114324224515259079</id><published>2006-03-24T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T15:20:29.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe a Miracle by Brian Strause</title><content type='html'>While sneaking out to get high before his senior prom, Monroe Anderson discovers his little 11-year-old sister Annika floating face down in their swimming pool. He jumps in to save her and manages to restore her breathing, but she is left in a coma. Soon miracles seemingly begin occurring around her: the face of Jesus appears on the hospital wall, rose petals rain down from the sky, and Annika begins displaying stigmata on her body. She soon inspires pilgrimages and visits from the sick and grieving seeking healing in her presence. Monroe’s mother turns their home into a religious shrine for the comatose girl. His workaholic father grows increasingly distant. Monroe struggles to make sense of all the craziness and stay connected to the little sister he has always known and loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a fairly interesting novel. It kept me wondering what was going to happen and often surprised me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-114324224515259079?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/114324224515259079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=114324224515259079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/114324224515259079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/114324224515259079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/03/maybe-miracle-by-brian-strause.html' title='Maybe a Miracle by Brian Strause'/><author><name>mr. gregg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02832361190215253101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-114323907811841483</id><published>2006-03-24T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T14:24:38.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell by Stephen King</title><content type='html'>A pulse is transmitted simultaneously to every cell phone around the world, turning all who hear it into savage, zombie-like killers.  The small minority of non-cell phone users (or “normies”) are left to survive in a world overrun by “phone-crazies” and attempt to somehow defeat them and restore some semblance of civilization.  I am not a big Stephen King fan, but I just couldn’t resist the theme of the demonization of cell phones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-114323907811841483?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/114323907811841483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=114323907811841483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/114323907811841483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/114323907811841483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/03/cell-by-stephen-king.html' title='Cell by Stephen King'/><author><name>mr. gregg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02832361190215253101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-114322676412224973</id><published>2006-03-24T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T10:59:24.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pyongyang: A Journey in North Korea by Guy Delisle</title><content type='html'>This graphic novel recounts a French-Canadian animator's two month stay in North Korea.  He travels to Pyongyang to oversee the production of a cartoon for his French company.  This book gives a fascinating glimpse into what has to be one of the most bizarre places on the planet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-114322676412224973?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/114322676412224973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=114322676412224973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/114322676412224973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/114322676412224973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/03/pyongyang-journey-in-north-korea-by.html' title='Pyongyang: A Journey in North Korea by Guy Delisle'/><author><name>mr. gregg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02832361190215253101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-114027679266573821</id><published>2006-02-18T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T07:41:35.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eldest by Christopher Paolini</title><content type='html'>Harry Potter meets the Lord of the Rings. If you have read Eragon, you will enjoy this sequel. After the battle at Tronjheim (presented in the last book), Eragon travels to Ellesmera to continue his training as a dragon rider. While Eragon is training, the Varden are preparing for battle with Empire. Back in Carvahall, Eragon's childhood home, Eragon's cousin Roran has to defend himself from the Empire who thinks Roran knows something of Eragon. Roran must either turn himself in or put the whole of Carvahall in danger by defying the empire. This story in lots of ways is better than Eragon. It's more developed and there is more action to keep the story interesting and moving along. I predicted the twist and revealed secret at the end, but it didn't take away from the story at all. A thoroughly enjoyable read and I can't wait for the sequel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-114027679266573821?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/114027679266573821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=114027679266573821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/114027679266573821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/114027679266573821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/02/eldest-by-christopher-paolini.html' title='Eldest by Christopher Paolini'/><author><name>Sadie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08813767487988170264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113941740893189105</id><published>2006-02-08T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T11:57:10.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Shoe by Anne Lamott</title><content type='html'>This was the first book for my book club.  According to the reviews &lt;em&gt;brilliantly captures the dilemma of a divorced woman from the so-called "sandwich generation" in her latest, a funny, poignant and occasionally gut-wrenching novel that tracks the efforts of Mattie Ryder to cope with her divorce, find a new man, deal with her mother's aging and restore the emotional equilibrium of her two young children.&lt;/em&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Mostly it was irratating.  Mattie is a perfect size twelve for Sears.  That is her "job".  She doesn't let her mother sell the family home so she can move into it.  There are rats in the walls and the exterminator sent to get rid of them finds he doesn't have the stomach to kill them.  (The company sends someone else.)  The whole first half of the story is somewhat jumbled and I really wanted to smack the main character frequently.  There is one character who seems to be a voice of reason, but isn't in the book often enough.  Mattie reminded me of a modern day Scarlett O'Hara.  (Which for the record, I have only gotten to chapter 3 of Gone With the Wind because &lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt; was whiney.)&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, all 8 of us in the book club disliked the book in various degrees.  Two of us, the hostess and myself, couldn't bear to finish it.  We were told the end, which seemed a bit forced and trite. The one plus for the book is that Lamott is incredibly good at descriptions.  They are clever and very vivid.  But overall, I would say a pass on the Blue Shoe.   &lt;br /&gt;We were told by one woman in my group that she was disappointed in Lamott's fiction.  She had read some non-fiction works by Lamott that she said are really thought-provocting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113941740893189105?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113941740893189105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113941740893189105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113941740893189105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113941740893189105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/02/blue-shoe-by-anne-lamott.html' title='Blue Shoe by Anne Lamott'/><author><name>Carma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242209151440922492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113941690420329417</id><published>2006-02-08T07:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T08:41:44.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glimmering Girls by Merrill Joan Gerber</title><content type='html'>For those women who went to college during the late 50s and early 60s this novel will certainly strike some cords of rememberence. The "protection" of the fragile female by wrapping her in layers of rules in the dorms; the limited aspirations of most girls to teaching, nursing, or wedded bliss; and the general silliness of many college activities are well-limned in this novel. Francie, Liz, and Amanda explore that life and the rebellion that it inspires in this short novel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113941690420329417?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113941690420329417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113941690420329417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113941690420329417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113941690420329417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/02/glimmering-girls-by-merrill-joan_08.html' title='Glimmering Girls by Merrill Joan Gerber'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113941249295709328</id><published>2006-02-08T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T07:28:12.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glimmering Girls by Merrill Joan Gerber</title><content type='html'>For those women who went to college during the late 50s and early 60s this novel will certainly strike some cords of rememberence.  The "protection" of the fragile female by wrapping her in layers of rules in the dorms; the limited aspirations of most girls to teaching, nursing, or wedded bliss; and the general silliness of many college activities are well-limned in this novel.  Francie, Liz, and Amanda explore that life and the rebellion that it inspires in this short novel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113941249295709328?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113941249295709328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113941249295709328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113941249295709328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113941249295709328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/02/glimmering-girls-by-merrill-joan.html' title='Glimmering Girls by Merrill Joan Gerber'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113923795441995725</id><published>2006-02-06T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T06:59:14.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testimony of an Irish Slave Girl by Kate McCafferty--fiction</title><content type='html'>A young girl, Cot Daley, is kidnapped from Ireland in the mid seventeenth century to work as an indentured servant in the sugar fields of Barbados. Thirty years later she recounts her story of what it is like to be a virtual slave, her relationships with the African slaves, and the uprising of both groups against the plantation owners. I found the story pretty dry and tedious. I did not know that thousands of Irish were shipped to the West Indies, so it was interesting from an historical point of view.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113923795441995725?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113923795441995725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113923795441995725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113923795441995725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113923795441995725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/02/testimony-of-irish-slave-girl-by-kate.html' title='Testimony of an Irish Slave Girl by Kate McCafferty--fiction'/><author><name>kg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15650247279735249966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113881337486370984</id><published>2006-02-01T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T09:02:54.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Brother's Price by Wen Spencer</title><content type='html'>Role reversal gets a workout in this novel of a world where women work and the scarce men are sex objects. (Not that there is much in the way of sex in this book) .  Boys are dressed to attract women and advantageous marriages are arranged into clans of sisters by sisters.  The Eldest daughter calls the shots and life can be boring for boys.  Jerin has the misfortune to fall for two of the royal sisters--how can they get together so he doesn't have to marry into the local pig-farmers family?  Some of the role reversal is really stretching things, but the story moves along well after the first chapter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113881337486370984?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113881337486370984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113881337486370984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113881337486370984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113881337486370984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/02/brothers-price-by-wen-spencer.html' title='A Brother&apos;s Price by Wen Spencer'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113881303692109063</id><published>2006-02-01T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T08:57:16.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Paperwhite Narcissus by Cynthia Riggs</title><content type='html'>Victoria Trumbull is a ninety-two year old newspaper correspondent on Martha's Vineyard.  Because of her intimate knowledge of the residents, she manages to solve mysteries on the side.  This is the fifth mystery in the series.  Victoria is fired from her reporting job at &lt;em&gt;the Island Enquirer&lt;/em&gt; because of her age.  This doesn't deter her--she goes to the rival newsletter and gets things moving there.  Her former editor rehires her to investigate the series of fake obituaries he is receiving, all naming him as the deceased.  It was fun, although some of Victoria's traits became a little annoying through repetition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113881303692109063?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113881303692109063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113881303692109063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113881303692109063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113881303692109063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/02/paperwhite-narcissus-by-cynthia-riggs.html' title='The Paperwhite Narcissus by Cynthia Riggs'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113881286654832223</id><published>2006-02-01T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T08:54:26.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princesses: The Six Daughters of George III by Flora Fraser</title><content type='html'>It's  no wonder the British royal family is so messed.  Of the six daughters of George III, only three married.  None had a particularly happy life.  This biography explores the lives of the six women and touches, by association on their brothers and &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; family lives.  The relationships are fascinating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113881286654832223?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113881286654832223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113881286654832223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113881286654832223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113881286654832223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/02/princesses-six-daughters-of-george-iii.html' title='Princesses: The Six Daughters of George III by Flora Fraser'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113881240608093904</id><published>2006-02-01T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T08:46:46.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pecking Order: Which Siblings Succeed and Why by Dalton Conley</title><content type='html'>Conley contends that there is greater differences in the economic realities of individual family members than between families.  Think of the differences between Jimmy and Billy Carter, or a family where one is a banker and the other a bank robber.  He says that birth order is not necessarily the deciding factor--that other things like divorce or parental death at the wrong time will be the tipping point.  An easy to read book that makes it easy to say "It isn't MY fault".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113881240608093904?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113881240608093904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113881240608093904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113881240608093904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113881240608093904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/02/pecking-order-which-siblings-succeed.html' title='The Pecking Order: Which Siblings Succeed and Why by Dalton Conley'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113881212481285849</id><published>2006-02-01T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T08:42:04.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of Chicago May by Nuala O'Faolain</title><content type='html'>Chicago May was an Irish woman who left her home and traveled to America in 1890, where she embarked in a life of crime to avoid the life of a household drudge.  Famous in her time, she engaged in everything from prostitution to murder.  Of course, she was eventually caught and brought to trial.   While some of this book is speculation, especially about her undocumented early years, the rest of this true crime book is well documented.  I love the picture on the front--what a floozy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113881212481285849?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113881212481285849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113881212481285849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113881212481285849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113881212481285849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/02/story-of-chicago-may-by-nuala-ofaolain.html' title='The Story of Chicago May by Nuala O&apos;Faolain'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113873344582067653</id><published>2006-01-31T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T10:54:15.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Like Jazz by Donald Miller</title><content type='html'>Subtitled "Nonreligious Thoughts on Christian Spirituality," this book is a collection of stories and thoughts exploring different aspects of Chrisitianity and the church. It is kind of a record of the author's search for authenticity in his Christian faith. Written with much honesty and humor, it is a non-preachy, easy-to-read but thought-provoking book about theological issues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113873344582067653?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113873344582067653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113873344582067653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113873344582067653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113873344582067653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/01/blue-like-jazz-by-donald-miller.html' title='Blue Like Jazz by Donald Miller'/><author><name>mr. gregg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02832361190215253101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113857243786535645</id><published>2006-01-29T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T14:07:17.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Superman! by Tom De Haven</title><content type='html'>In a small Depression-era Kansas town, 17-year-old Clark Kent is discovering his unusual powers and questioning his true identity.  This novel explores the early years of the Man of Steel, taking us from Smallville, Kansas, to Hollywood and finally to New York City.  Along the way we learn how he acquired his trademark blue and red costume, how he came to be called Superman, etc.  And, of course, we encounter familiar characters as Lois Lane and Lex Luthor.  De Haven's Superman is a very human, deeply conflicted individual who often despises his special powers and longs just to be normal.  The story provides some interesting insights and twists to a very familiar icon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113857243786535645?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113857243786535645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113857243786535645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113857243786535645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113857243786535645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-superman-by-tom-de-haven.html' title='It&apos;s Superman! by Tom De Haven'/><author><name>mr. gregg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02832361190215253101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113821891688751780</id><published>2006-01-25T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T11:55:16.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls in Pants:  The Third Summer of the Sisterhood by Ann Brashares</title><content type='html'>If you've read any of the other &lt;em&gt;Traveling Pants&lt;/em&gt; books, you will want to read this one too.  This is the story of the four friends in the summer between graduating high school and starting college.  It's a time when the girls are starting to feel the pull of the big wide world around them and yet the pants still bring them together.  The thing I find completely refreshing about this book series is that the girls love each other unconditionally and are so totally supportive of each other.  They aren't "mean" girls and there is no cat-fighting or competition between them.  They accept each other and love the differences.  I wish all girls (and people for that matter) would be more like that.  It's a very postitive book for teen girls (and grown women).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113821891688751780?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113821891688751780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113821891688751780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113821891688751780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113821891688751780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/01/girls-in-pants-third-summer-of.html' title='Girls in Pants:  The Third Summer of the Sisterhood by Ann Brashares'/><author><name>Sadie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08813767487988170264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113761580330951996</id><published>2006-01-18T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T12:23:23.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Soldiers by David Weber</title><content type='html'>The doctors and Bolo techs have combined to unite the human CaptainTrevor and the Bolo Lazarus following a battle in which they are the only surviving members of their unit.  Now their job is to protect a civilian colony group fleeing to the far side of space.  If you like lots of battles, both in space and planet-side, you might enjoy this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113761580330951996?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113761580330951996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113761580330951996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113761580330951996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113761580330951996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/01/old-soldiers-by-david-weber.html' title='Old Soldiers by David Weber'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113761552454026430</id><published>2006-01-18T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T12:18:45.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon and Thief by Timothy Zahn</title><content type='html'>While Jack has been a thief and a con artist, he is being framed for a crime he didn't commit.  He's hiding out on a obscure planet when he observes a a firefight overhead between two groups of strange ships.  He goes to investigate a downed ship and discovers the only survivor--a symbiotic dragon who attaches himself to Jack as a tattoo.  The two, Jack and Draycos, leave the planet to escape pursuit by the attackers of the downed ship, but still must avoid the police while trying to clear Jack's name.  This reminded me a little of the Pip &amp;amp; Flinx books by Alan Dean Foster (only not so humorous).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113761552454026430?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113761552454026430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113761552454026430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113761552454026430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113761552454026430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/01/dragon-and-thief-by-timothy-zahn.html' title='Dragon and Thief by Timothy Zahn'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113742535114442030</id><published>2006-01-16T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T07:29:11.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Umbrella-Maker's Daughter by Janet Caird</title><content type='html'>In 1832 Mary Tullis and her father move from Glasgow to the small Scottish village of Dyplin where he will make umbrellas and she will keep house for him. She falls in love with  the darkly handsome schoolteacher Daniel Rutherford, who is also loved by the local floozy Meg Annan. Mary is in turn loved by The Reverend Matthew Glendining. In the claustrophobic small town everybody knows their neighbor's business--or they think they do. The top blows off when a book is published exposing the townspeople's hypocrisy. A literary soap opera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113742535114442030?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113742535114442030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113742535114442030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113742535114442030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113742535114442030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/01/umbrella-makers-daughter-by-janet.html' title='The Umbrella-Maker&apos;s Daughter by Janet Caird'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113742483707572462</id><published>2006-01-16T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T07:20:37.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Penelopiad by Margaret Atwood</title><content type='html'>This book promises to tell the story of Penelope, Odysseus's wife from her viewpoint, clearing up such matters as what she was doing with all those suitors hanging around, how was she really coping with an adolencent son, and what was the real story of the twelve hanged maids.  (Somehow, when I was required to read the story in 9th grade, the maids made no impression on me--what maids?--who hanged them?)  Atwood's book includes a lot of back story--she was a cousin to Helen of Troy--and a sort of tradition chorus--mostly using the twelve maids, but the book left me with the feeling that Atwood wasn't really working at her top.  Still, I'm glad I read it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113742483707572462?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113742483707572462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113742483707572462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113742483707572462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113742483707572462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/01/penelopiad-by-margaret-atwood.html' title='The Penelopiad by Margaret Atwood'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113742438683006431</id><published>2006-01-16T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T07:13:06.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk to the Hand by Lynne Truss</title><content type='html'>This seems to be an over-extended newspaper column about the explosion of rudeness in the world today.  It must be selling because her book &lt;em&gt;Eats, Shoots &amp; Leaves&lt;/em&gt; was a best seller because there is not much here to justify the death of trees.  Save your time and money--do not buy or read this book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113742438683006431?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113742438683006431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113742438683006431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113742438683006431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113742438683006431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/01/talk-to-hand-by-lynne-truss.html' title='Talk to the Hand by Lynne Truss'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113742407666416043</id><published>2006-01-16T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T07:07:56.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leven Thumps and the Gateway to Foo by Obert Skye</title><content type='html'>There is a secret gateway between Earth and Foo and Leven Thumps, an unattractive and unloved 14 year old kid from Oklahoma, is destined to destroy it.  He will have the help of three exiles from Foo--Clover, one foot tall with the ability to become invisible; Winter, a 13 year old changeling who is mastering the art of the icy stare; and Gert, the exiled ruler of Foo, who has spent the last 14 years as a tree.  They are up against Sabine, the evil usurper, who sends dreams and uncertainty to Leven in an attempt to thwart him.  This seems to be a Harry Potter wannabe with even more darkness than Lemony Snickett.  There is a sequel coming if you can bear it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113742407666416043?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113742407666416043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113742407666416043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113742407666416043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113742407666416043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/01/leven-thumps-and-gateway-to-foo-by.html' title='Leven Thumps and the Gateway to Foo by Obert Skye'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113742357258673927</id><published>2006-01-16T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T06:59:32.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lost Painting by Jonathan Harr</title><content type='html'>For over 200 years the whereabouts of the picture &lt;em&gt;The Taking of Christ&lt;/em&gt; by the Italian Renaissance artist Caravaggio was unknown. Then, through a combination of people and timing, the idea that it might be possible to find it percolated through the art history world. Harr tells about the people who worked on the project, sometimes unknowingly. This book tells the story of the modern detective work, the art restoration process, the history of Caravaggio and his times, and the tight and jealous world of the art historian. An entertaining read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113742357258673927?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113742357258673927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113742357258673927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113742357258673927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113742357258673927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/01/lost-painting-by-jonathan-harr.html' title='The Lost Painting by Jonathan Harr'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113742321809540266</id><published>2006-01-16T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T06:53:38.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>Thank you to everyone who added their stuff while I was busy not reading.  (I can't believe I've gone so long without finishing a book.)  My dad is getting better after his stroke just before Christmas.  He is living with me while he's doing outpatient therapy here in Olathe, so I've not had too much time.  I'm no longer used to sharing a house for such an extended period of time!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've finally managed to get some reading time in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113742321809540266?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113742321809540266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113742321809540266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113742321809540266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113742321809540266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/01/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113726323653759940</id><published>2006-01-14T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T11:07:55.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Way Down by Nick Hornby</title><content type='html'>On New Year's Eve four suicidal strangers bump into each other on the roof of a tall building in London, each planning to end it all by jumping to their deaths. After this serendipitous meeting, they all decide to postpone their plans temporarily and form a sort of dysfunctional support group. Although they have little in common but the desire to end their lives, these characters begin to connect in unexpected ways. Despite the dark subject, there is a lot of humor in this book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113726323653759940?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113726323653759940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113726323653759940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113726323653759940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113726323653759940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/01/long-way-down-by-nick-hornby.html' title='A Long Way Down by Nick Hornby'/><author><name>mr. gregg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02832361190215253101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113708267042178403</id><published>2006-01-12T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T08:17:50.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bones Would Rain from the Sky: Deepening Our Relationships with Dogs by Suzanne Clothier</title><content type='html'>Clothier, a dog trainer, believes that dogs are thinking, feeling, creatures who have much to teach us, just as we teach them. Although there are a few anecdotes about dogs she has known, in this book she tries to understand life from the dog's point of view. It gets a bit repetitive towards the end. A real animal lover will like this book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113708267042178403?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113708267042178403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113708267042178403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113708267042178403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113708267042178403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/01/bones-would-rain-from-sky-deepening.html' title='Bones Would Rain from the Sky: Deepening Our Relationships with Dogs by Suzanne Clothier'/><author><name>kg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15650247279735249966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113639766382977652</id><published>2006-01-04T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T10:01:03.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dog Year: Twelve Months, Four Dogs and Me by Jon Katz</title><content type='html'>If you like dogs, you'll like this memoire about the author's relationships with his dogs, especially the challenging border collie, Devon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113639766382977652?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113639766382977652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113639766382977652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113639766382977652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113639766382977652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/01/dog-year-twelve-months-four-dogs-and.html' title='A Dog Year: Twelve Months, Four Dogs and Me by Jon Katz'/><author><name>kg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15650247279735249966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113639734051894783</id><published>2006-01-04T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T09:55:40.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Locked Rooms by Laurie R. King</title><content type='html'>Mary Russel and her husband/partner Sherlock Holmes return to San Francisco to tie up loose ends in Mary's financial affairs. Mary's recent dreams lead her and Holmes to forgotten memories and mysteries of her family and youth. This is more of a psychological thriller. I found the stories about the 1906 earthquake interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113639734051894783?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113639734051894783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113639734051894783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113639734051894783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113639734051894783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/01/locked-rooms-by-laurie-r-king.html' title='Locked Rooms by Laurie R. King'/><author><name>kg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15650247279735249966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113638747322779809</id><published>2006-01-04T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T07:11:13.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alice's Tulips by Sandra Dallas</title><content type='html'>Set during the Civil War, when her husband enlists as a Union soldier, newlywed Alice Keeler Bullock must live on his family's Bramble Farm on the outskirts of Slatyfork, Iowa, with only her stern and somewhat crotchety mother-in-law, Mother Bullock, for company. The book uses Alice's long, gossip-filled letters to her sister, Lizzie, in Galena, Ill. The letters take readers through wartime difficulties of isolation, food shortages, cruel gossip, loss of reputation, union/confederate supporters and the complexities of a small, closed community.  And, of course, quilting.  The women of the community use quilting as a way to help the Union.  I enjoyed this book as much as the Persian Pickle Club and more than The Chili Queen.  A good cozy read for a weekend inside or as part of a summer reading list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113638747322779809?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113638747322779809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113638747322779809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113638747322779809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113638747322779809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2006/01/alices-tulips-by-sandra-dallas.html' title='Alice&apos;s Tulips by Sandra Dallas'/><author><name>Carma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242209151440922492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113578575643335304</id><published>2005-12-28T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T08:10:53.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Dead Is No Excuse: The Official Southern Ladies Guide to Hosting the Perfect Funeral by Gayden Metcalfe and Charlotte Hays</title><content type='html'>This little tour of the funeral customs of the Mississippi Delta country is at once illuminating and hilarious.  There is an explanation of the differences between Episcopal (good), Methodist (okay), and Baptist (tacky) customs, with the usual human inconsistancies.  This is, of course, a look at The First Families of the Delta, to whom family and manners are everything--including strange family relationships and a heavy dependence on booze.  While the authors poke fun of the Methodist casserole, they include a number of recipes for them, especially the ones featuring Campbell's cream of something and cheese.  It also includes a list of acceptable funeral hymns and flowers for those of us Yankees who were not raised in the proper tradition.  I only hope they changed the names of those they used as illustrations, or there might be a haunting going on.  A fun, quick read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113578575643335304?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113578575643335304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113578575643335304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113578575643335304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113578575643335304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/12/being-dead-is-no-excuse-official.html' title='Being Dead Is No Excuse: The Official Southern Ladies Guide to Hosting the Perfect Funeral by Gayden Metcalfe and Charlotte Hays'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113457145401031356</id><published>2005-12-14T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T06:44:14.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Capote  (Movie)</title><content type='html'>Truman Capote came to Kansas to write about a murder and it changed many things--his life, the Kansas town, American literature. The movie explores not just his actions, but the relationships people develop and cling to, by truth and by manipulation.   This was not an easy movie to watch, but it just blew me away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113457145401031356?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113457145401031356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113457145401031356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113457145401031356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113457145401031356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/12/capote-movie.html' title='Capote  (Movie)'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113449316688447034</id><published>2005-12-13T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T08:59:26.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriel's Angel by Nora Roberts</title><content type='html'>Laura is stuck in a blizzard in Colorado, when she rescued by Gabriel, who takes her to his nearby isolated cabin.  She's pregnant and pursued, he's suffering from grief and burnout, but together they can do anything.  This is pretty typical Nora Roberts Christmas treacle--a warm, fuzzy romance to kill an hour while resting your fingers from writing Christmas cards.  Don't get me wrong--I love Roberts' warm fuzzy romances, and this one isn't bad.  There are no surprises, which makes them ideal for nights you don't want to think while you read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113449316688447034?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113449316688447034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113449316688447034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113449316688447034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113449316688447034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/12/gabriels-angel-by-nora-roberts.html' title='Gabriel&apos;s Angel by Nora Roberts'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113449269842569941</id><published>2005-12-13T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T08:51:38.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Women by Katharine Weber</title><content type='html'>Rather closely and self-consciously modeled on Alcott's Little Women, this novel is told by the middle sister, Joanna, withvarious written asides by her two sisters Meg and Amy.  The girls discover that their mother has had an affair and their father does not appear to be sufficiently enraged, so the two younger girls move into to college student Meg's apartment.  They transfer from a private school to a public school, where there is culture shock.  There are places where the similarities between the books are just too cute for words, and there are some places in the plot that were never very well explained, but I enjoyed the story nonetheless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113449269842569941?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113449269842569941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113449269842569941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113449269842569941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113449269842569941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/12/little-women-by-katharine-weber.html' title='The Little Women by Katharine Weber'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113449053440441910</id><published>2005-12-13T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T08:15:34.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Spelling by Marilyn Vos Savant</title><content type='html'>Being a somewhat creative speller, I checked this book out with high hopes of a quick fix.  It starts as sort of an overview of the history of the English language to give readers a look at why English spelling is in such dire straits.  The last half is full of tips on how to spell better (the biggest one is to do a lot of proofreading).  According to her little diagnostic test, I'm not quite as hopeless as I thought.   When you get right down to it there are no secrets, just hard work.  Oh well.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113449053440441910?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113449053440441910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113449053440441910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113449053440441910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113449053440441910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/12/art-of-spelling-by-marilyn-vos-savant.html' title='The Art of Spelling by Marilyn Vos Savant'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113415017643194818</id><published>2005-12-09T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T09:42:56.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cowboy Way by David McCumber</title><content type='html'>Most of us grow up with a romantised view of cowboys riding the range, brought on by a surfeit of old Western movies in the case of my generation.  McCumber, in his forties, decides to make it a reality.  He hires on at a ranch in his native Montana and Much of the riding now is on mechanical beasts, but the cows are still living creatures who need to be tended in all kinds of weather.  The work is back-breaking, the hours long, the pay is short, but there are other compensations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113415017643194818?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113415017643194818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113415017643194818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113415017643194818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113415017643194818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/12/cowboy-way-by-david-mccumber.html' title='The Cowboy Way by David McCumber'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113400973100817857</id><published>2005-12-07T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T18:03:39.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Singing and Dancing Daughters of God by Timothy Schaffert</title><content type='html'>Set in a small Nebraska town, this novel explores the messy family relationships of Hud, a down-and-out school bus driver/country music songwriter, his ex-wife Tuesday, and their 8 year old daughter Nina. Missing from the mix is Gatling, their 17 year old son who has run away with an alternative Christian rock band. Throw in Hud's rocky friendship with Ozzie Yates, who has a thing for Tuesday, and Ozzie's daughter Charlotte, former girlfriend of Gatling, and the dysfunction increases.  (The author is from Omaha.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113400973100817857?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113400973100817857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113400973100817857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113400973100817857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113400973100817857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/12/singing-and-dancing-daughters-of-god.html' title='The Singing and Dancing Daughters of God by Timothy Schaffert'/><author><name>mr. gregg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02832361190215253101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113388725064262041</id><published>2005-12-06T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T08:40:54.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarlet Feather by Maeve Binchy</title><content type='html'>I picked this book up thinking that I had read the author before.  (Bad thing about having worked in a bookstore for too many years.  I would recommend books that I may not have read but were similar to other authors.)  Binchy &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; quite a bit like Rosamunde Pilcher.  &lt;br /&gt;Cathy Scarlet and her friend Tom Feather start a new catering business in Dublin.  The book's chapters are by the new month and go through their first year of business. Planning weddings, family relations, and stresses of personal life and two odd children Maud and Simon.  The book is told from several POV but is done fairly seemlessly.  And even though it is set in Ireland, Binchy doesn't write in accent.  &lt;br /&gt;I found myself needing an apple or piece of bread often when reading, lots of food talk, but as Cathy Scarlet complains more than once, "Whatever made us think that a catering business had anything to do with producing food?" &lt;br /&gt;This is the last of a family series that she has been writing. I may need to go back and start the series. You can get the story without reading the others, but you can tell there is backstories to these characters.  Quite a good read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113388725064262041?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113388725064262041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113388725064262041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113388725064262041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113388725064262041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/12/scarlet-feather-by-maeve-binchy.html' title='Scarlet Feather by Maeve Binchy'/><author><name>Carma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242209151440922492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113379355680266917</id><published>2005-12-05T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T06:39:16.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>American Ground: Unbuilding the World Trade Center by William Langewiesche</title><content type='html'>This is a fascinating and compelling report of the deconstruction of the World Trade Center after 9/11. It was originally written as a series in Atlantic Monthly. In a matter-of-fact style, the author describes the process that took on a life of its own. The site seemed like a mysterious other world, sometimes one of adventure and discovery. The cleanup brought out the strengths and weaknesses of the engineers, construction workers, firemen, and policemen involved. Highly recommended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113379355680266917?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113379355680266917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113379355680266917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113379355680266917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113379355680266917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/12/american-ground-unbuilding-world-trade.html' title='American Ground: Unbuilding the World Trade Center by William Langewiesche'/><author><name>kg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15650247279735249966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113379239226292869</id><published>2005-12-05T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T06:19:52.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over sea, Under Stone by Susan Cooper--YA audio</title><content type='html'>Three children on holiday in Cornwall find an ancient treasure map in the Gray House where they are staying. With the help of Great Uncle Merry they learn it leads to a treasure which has been hidden for a thousand years. They must find the treasure before the forces of the Dark Side, who are in hot pursuit. This is the first book in the series The Dark is Rising.  I have read the first two books, which do not need to be read in order.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113379239226292869?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113379239226292869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113379239226292869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113379239226292869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113379239226292869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/12/over-sea-under-stone-by-susan-cooper.html' title='Over sea, Under Stone by Susan Cooper--YA audio'/><author><name>kg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15650247279735249966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113318982991178655</id><published>2005-11-28T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T06:57:09.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ancestor's Tale by Richard Dawkins.</title><content type='html'>Loosely following the format of Chaucer's The Canterbury Tales, Dawkins acts as mine host leading us on a journey backward through time tracing evolutionary changes to the microbial beginnings. He pulls in the latest findings in cellular research, paleontology, and other scientific research and mixes them with sociology, literature, the arts, and other topics. Where there are controversies, he mentions them and picks the option he feels is most relevant. (He even touches on the Kansas School thing--without mentioning Kansas.) This is a fat book--I woke myself up when it fell on me. It's very readable and I want to leave it prominently on the Reference Desk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113318982991178655?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113318982991178655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113318982991178655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113318982991178655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113318982991178655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/ancestors-tale-by-richard-dawkins.html' title='The Ancestor&apos;s Tale by Richard Dawkins.'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113302349500310067</id><published>2005-11-26T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T08:44:55.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Impressions by Jude Deveraux.</title><content type='html'>A modern Deveraux romance with a 40ish heroine.  Eden Palmer has been left a house in Arundel, North Carolina so she leaves her adult daughter (spoiled, married, pregnant) in New York City and moves to her legacy.  She is persued by not one, but two eligible bachelors--Jared McBride (undercover FBI looking for info about a spy) and Braddon Granville (local lawyer and hottie).  This is vintage Deveraux--and the last line of the book proves it well.  If you like Deveraux's romances--moderately steamy and with a sense of humor--you'll enjoy this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113302349500310067?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113302349500310067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113302349500310067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113302349500310067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113302349500310067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-impressions-by-jude-deveraux.html' title='First Impressions by Jude Deveraux.'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113302296947175879</id><published>2005-11-26T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T08:36:09.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Driveway Diaries by Tim Brookes</title><content type='html'>Yet another amusing account of the city guy who moves to the country--in this case, rural Vermont.  The thought of owning "land" meant the British born author didn't really stop to consider the way the house was situated down in the hollow with a very inconvient drive, especially in the winter.  Coping with wasps and birds and grass and snow are all chronicled.  If you like Bill Bryson or maybe even David Sedaris, you'll probably enjoy this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113302296947175879?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113302296947175879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113302296947175879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113302296947175879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113302296947175879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/driveway-diaries-by-tim-brookes.html' title='The Driveway Diaries by Tim Brookes'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113302232178510643</id><published>2005-11-26T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T08:25:21.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Box Children by Sharon Wyse</title><content type='html'>Lou Ann Campbell is going on twelve and living on a ranch in northern Texas.  Life for her and her brother has been circumscribed by her mother's dictates on behavior--in ways that make you long for someone to call Social Services.  The Box Children are five dolls whom Lou Ann has used as stand-ins for the five babies that her mother miscarried.  (This sounds a little more ghoulish than it really is).  The story starts as the diary that Lou Ann begins just as her mother announces that she is pregnant again.  This is one of those "out of the mouths of Babes", coming of age stories.  It reads fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113302232178510643?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113302232178510643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113302232178510643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113302232178510643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113302232178510643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/box-children-by-sharon-wyse.html' title='The Box Children by Sharon Wyse'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113302194926347574</id><published>2005-11-26T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T08:19:09.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea with Jane Austen by Kim Wilson</title><content type='html'>Well, what can I say--a perfect marriage of Austen quotes (from her books and letters), social history, and recipes.  It made me get up and brew a proper pot of tea.  This is a small book with lots of ideas, especially if you are interested in all things Austen or even Regency.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113302194926347574?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113302194926347574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113302194926347574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113302194926347574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113302194926347574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/tea-with-jane-austen-by-kim-wilson.html' title='Tea with Jane Austen by Kim Wilson'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113302173065980819</id><published>2005-11-26T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T08:15:30.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing for Thin: Losing Half My Weight and Finding My Self by Frances Kuffel</title><content type='html'>What do you do when you've weighed more than 300 pounds for years and food has always been an obsession?  Kuffel finally said "Enough is enough" and began a twelve step program that helped her lose over half her weight.  This is not a diet book nor a pity party, but a look at one person's efforts to take her life under control.   I enjoyed this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113302173065980819?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113302173065980819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113302173065980819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113302173065980819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113302173065980819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/passing-for-thin-losing-half-my-weight.html' title='Passing for Thin: Losing Half My Weight and Finding My Self by Frances Kuffel'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113293895320176119</id><published>2005-11-25T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T09:15:53.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Himalaya - DVD, book and audio book</title><content type='html'>Michael Palin (of Monty Python fame) is my hero. I am a huge fan of his BBC/PBS travel series', including Around the World in 80 Days and Michael Palin's Hemingway&lt;br /&gt;Adventure. He brings his own substantial charm and humor to episodes that focus on out-of-the-ordinary places and adventures. This new one, "Himalaya," I think is the best ever. I missed it when it was on PBS (if it ever was) but viewing this 3-disc, six-episode series at leisure was even better. Some of the most spectacular mountain footage I have ever seen and some intriguing glimpses of the diverse people, culture and terrain that make up the Himalayan range. Palin does a wonderful job of drawing the viewer in to his adventure. I HIGHLY recommend this for the armchair traveler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113293895320176119?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113293895320176119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113293895320176119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113293895320176119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113293895320176119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/himalaya-dvd-book-and-audio-book.html' title='Himalaya - DVD, book and audio book'/><author><name>lh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981341735516413434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113293568809972043</id><published>2005-11-25T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T08:21:28.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life Aquatic - DVD</title><content type='html'>Very strange movie. So strange in fact, that if it  didn't start Bill Murray I probably wouldn't have finished watching it.&lt;br /&gt;   I remember the reviews when it came out weren't real positive. But still, I'm glad I saw it. I would catagorize it as a surreal comedy, with Murray as a Jaques Cousteau-type character. He sets out with his crew to find and kill the shark that ate his partner and best friend. Also stars Angelica Houston as Murray's wife, Jeff Goldblum as his arch enemy, Owen Wilson as his long lost illegitimate son and Kate Blanchett as a pregnant reporter.&lt;br /&gt;   It was a beautiful movie to watch, and I would recommend it to anyone who likes the "off beat" and "bazaar" stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113293568809972043?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113293568809972043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113293568809972043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113293568809972043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113293568809972043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/life-aquatic-dvd.html' title='The Life Aquatic - DVD'/><author><name>lh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981341735516413434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113268405387864489</id><published>2005-11-22T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T10:27:33.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon.</title><content type='html'>As a young boyDaniel is taken by his bookseller father to The Cemetery of Forgotten Books where he chooses a book to care for.  He choose &lt;em&gt;The Shadow of the Wind&lt;/em&gt; by Julian Carax; later he discovers someone is systematically destroying all of Carax's books.  In some ways this book reminds me of &lt;em&gt;The Da Vinci Code&lt;/em&gt;.  The pace is not as fast (actually, pretty snail-like), but the search for the answer is under a time constraint.  It was okay, but over-hyped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113268405387864489?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113268405387864489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113268405387864489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113268405387864489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113268405387864489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/shadow-of-wind-by-carlos-ruiz-zafon.html' title='The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon.'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113268332937460191</id><published>2005-11-22T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T10:15:29.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anansi Boys by Neil Gaiman.</title><content type='html'>Fat Charlie is conventional; Mr. Nancy, his father definately isn't.   Only after his father's death does Fat Charlie find out his father is Anansi, the Trickster Spider god.  He also meets a twin brother who is almost exactly his opposite.  Life takes on a bewildering spin.  Gaiman always has a slightly skewed outlook, and he doesn't dissapoint in this story of mortals caught in the battles of the old gods.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113268332937460191?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113268332937460191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113268332937460191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113268332937460191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113268332937460191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/anansi-boys-by-neil-gaiman.html' title='Anansi Boys by Neil Gaiman.'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113268289690100776</id><published>2005-11-22T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T10:08:16.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Crack in the Edge of the World by Simon Winchester.</title><content type='html'>The 1906 San Francisco earthquake told, not so much from the personal angle, as from a scientific and socialogical point of view.  The first half of the story is geology--plate techtonics and continental drift--the second half is the historical part--the politics and business dealings.  It's not as dry and boring as the description sounds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113268289690100776?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113268289690100776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113268289690100776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113268289690100776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113268289690100776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/crack-in-edge-of-world-by-simon.html' title='A Crack in the Edge of the World by Simon Winchester.'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113268266536783431</id><published>2005-11-22T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T10:04:25.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>San Francisco Is Burning by Dennis Smith</title><content type='html'>This is the human side of the people involved in trying to contain the fires of the 1906 San Francisco earthquake.  It naturally encompasses many other lives when telling the stories--the good, the bad, and the almost invisible.  A good compliment to Simon Winchester's The Crack at the Edge of the World, and in many ways more readable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113268266536783431?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113268266536783431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113268266536783431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113268266536783431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113268266536783431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/san-francisco-is-burning-by-dennis.html' title='San Francisco Is Burning by Dennis Smith'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113266789836158244</id><published>2005-11-22T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T05:58:18.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Scenic Drives in America: 120 Spectacular Road Trips--2005 edition by Reader's Digest</title><content type='html'>Terrific photographs accompany road maps of scenic drives from coast to coast as well as Alaska and Hawaii. Numbered points of interest with explanations are detailed on the routes. The book is divided into 4 regions: the Western States, Rocky Mountain States, Central States, and Eastern States. Trip tips for each route describe the length of trip, when to go, and attractions not to be missed. You'll want to get in the car and go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113266789836158244?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113266789836158244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113266789836158244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113266789836158244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113266789836158244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/most-scenic-drives-in-america-120.html' title='The Most Scenic Drives in America: 120 Spectacular Road Trips--2005 edition by Reader&apos;s Digest'/><author><name>kg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15650247279735249966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113260992705095779</id><published>2005-11-21T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T13:52:07.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dark Is Rising by Susan Cooper--YA audio</title><content type='html'>On his eleventh birthday, Will Stanton discovers that he is one of the Old Ones, destined to battle the evil Dark. He is a sign seeker, traveling through time in England to find six signs which will unify and empower the Light to defeat the Dark. There are 4 or 5 more books in the series, which was published in the 70s and 80s. Great reading for the Harry Potter crowd. I can't wait to read the rest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113260992705095779?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113260992705095779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113260992705095779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113260992705095779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113260992705095779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/dark-is-rising-by-susan-cooper-ya.html' title='The Dark Is Rising by Susan Cooper--YA audio'/><author><name>kg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15650247279735249966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113216194697548427</id><published>2005-11-16T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T09:25:46.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Soup for the Soul: A Christmas Treasury</title><content type='html'>For those quick read moments.  I actually like reading the CSFTS books.  This one has the Christmas theme, but there are some different stories.  Ranging from "The Gift of the Magi" to a story of a Santa who is Jewish to a family whose tradition of putting a straw in the manager for each good deed done in the family.  A nice book to get you into the spirit of the season if you are into Chicken Soup books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113216194697548427?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113216194697548427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113216194697548427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113216194697548427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113216194697548427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/chicken-soup-for-soul-christmas.html' title='Chicken Soup for the Soul: A Christmas Treasury'/><author><name>Carma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242209151440922492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113216151241023265</id><published>2005-11-16T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T09:18:32.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pioneer Lady's Country Christmas by Jane Watson Hopping</title><content type='html'>Nice book of Depression era recipes along with some stories and craft ideas.  (And nice craft ideas like knitting lace, not making angel toppers with toliet paper rolls.)&lt;br /&gt;Some recipes are not going to happen in my house like the vinegar pie or the figgy pudding.  But there are some interesting cookies that may need to be tested and a recipe for Swedish Glogg that may also need a party to go to.  &lt;br /&gt;Some of the stories are a great reminder of what Christmas really is about and nice to read after being in the mall with the crush of commericalism.  (The week of Halloween, one grocery store had Halloween candy on one side of the aisle and Christmas decorations on the other side.  ARRRGGHH)  Some recipes are already being copied before I take the book back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113216151241023265?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113216151241023265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113216151241023265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113216151241023265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113216151241023265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/pioneer-ladys-country-christmas-by.html' title='Pioneer Lady&apos;s Country Christmas by Jane Watson Hopping'/><author><name>Carma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242209151440922492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113216096893678019</id><published>2005-11-16T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T09:09:28.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Afraid, Be Very Afraid: The Book of Scary Urban Legends by Jan Harold Brunvand</title><content type='html'>Brunvand investigates some of the scary Urban Myths.  Many date back several decades, some even are found in other countries with remarkable similarities to ones that someone's brother's best friend did here in the states.  He has some ones used to scare campers and for sleepovers and also some newer ones from the Internet.  A few are pretty gross and some just down right disturbing, but he points out the faults as well as what other stories they are related to.  He also mentions the site www.snopes.com as a good source to help debunk the stories that flow around the Internet.  (Also www.truthorfiction.com is another very good site for debunking urban legends that come in on email.) Overall a good read and fun to remember when you first heard about the hook in the door or the spiders in the hairdo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113216096893678019?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113216096893678019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113216096893678019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113216096893678019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113216096893678019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/be-afraid-be-very-afraid-book-of-scary.html' title='Be Afraid, Be Very Afraid: The Book of Scary Urban Legends by Jan Harold Brunvand'/><author><name>Carma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242209151440922492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113215943800634844</id><published>2005-11-16T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T06:44:45.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Colorado Kid (Hard Case Crime) by Stephen King</title><content type='html'>Growing up Stephen King loved reading the hard-boiled pulp fiction books.  The ones with the "dames" on the cover and usually a smoking gun or a mencing man in the background.  He has gone with a publisher to reintroduce the hard-boiled detective novels to the public again.  The Hard Case Crime books (Harlequin for detective readers?) have a cool premise.  Take a mix of original and reprinted hard-boiled detective novels, packaged to look like lurid 1940s and 1950s thrillers at mass market size price. Great.  And I might be more interested in one of the reprinted books since I could not get past the first chapter of King's novel.  Part of the problem I have is that he writes with a HEAVY Maine Nor'Eastern accent.  I can't understand it when spoken and in written form it is too frustrating to continue.  &lt;br /&gt;I actually got it from the library because Brian and I had seen a report on Sunday Morning (CBS) about the series and King.  Unless you like reading accents, this is just too irrating for words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113215943800634844?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113215943800634844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113215943800634844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113215943800634844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113215943800634844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/colorado-kid-hard-case-crime-by.html' title='The Colorado Kid (Hard Case Crime) by Stephen King'/><author><name>Carma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242209151440922492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113156582120846480</id><published>2005-11-09T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T11:50:21.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Mordred by Nancy Springer-YA audio</title><content type='html'>This is Mordred's story of his life as the ill-fated son of King Arthur. He resents the curse on him and fights against it, but the prophecy is fulfilled. Very well written, though the author's imagination of the ending was disappointing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113156582120846480?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113156582120846480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113156582120846480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113156582120846480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113156582120846480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-am-mordred-by-nancy-springer-ya.html' title='I Am Mordred by Nancy Springer-YA audio'/><author><name>kg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15650247279735249966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113146140728849473</id><published>2005-11-08T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T06:50:07.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Turn of the Screw by Benjamin Britten  (Opera)</title><content type='html'>This opera has only a cast of six, five of whom are sopranos!  There are WAAAAY too many sopranos here.  The tale is suitably dark and ambiguous, as befitting the Henry James story it came from.  We questioned the intelligence, moral integrity, and personal choices of every one of the cast members, from the guardian, the governess, the housekeeper, the children, and the ghosts.  The voices were very good, but there was very little real melodic line for them to work with (the orchestra, also small, got the best parts).  Stage sets were minimal and controlled with effective use of lighting (and four gentlemen in Edwardian suits quickly moving furniture).&lt;br /&gt;This is not the opera to see if you are in the mood for something lush like Puccini or Mozart, but the story moved along very swiftly.  This would not be my first choice of opera to attend, but I'm glad I went.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113146140728849473?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113146140728849473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113146140728849473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113146140728849473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113146140728849473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/turn-of-screw-by-benjamin-britten.html' title='The Turn of the Screw by Benjamin Britten  (Opera)'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113140829826827688</id><published>2005-11-07T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T16:04:58.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assassination Vacation by Sarah Vowell  (book on CD)</title><content type='html'>When describing a nonfiction book about the presidential assassinations of Lincoln, Garfield, and McKinley, you probably wouldn't expect the words "fun" and "humorous," but in the hands of Sarah Vowell, this is just the case.  She makes history hip and, at times, hilarious.  This book on CD is read by the author along with a little help from Conan O'Brien, Jon Stewart, Stephen King, Daniel Handler (aka Lemony Snicket), and others.  American history was never this much fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113140829826827688?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113140829826827688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113140829826827688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113140829826827688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113140829826827688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/assassination-vacation-by-sarah-vowell.html' title='Assassination Vacation by Sarah Vowell  (book on CD)'/><author><name>mr. gregg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02832361190215253101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113137695019842453</id><published>2005-11-07T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T07:22:30.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleven on Top by Janet Evanovich</title><content type='html'>Stephanie Plum hangs up her job?!!  Wait, wait, what will happen to Lulu and Vinny?  Never fear, the rush to leave the bail bond business takes longer to happen than you'd expect.  Steph is threatened by an anonymous note writer and several cars blow up (what IS this fascination with burning cars?).   And Joe and Ranger not only put in appearances, sort of join forces.  We do learn a little more about Ranger's family.  I'm getting to the point I wish she'd make her mind up about which of the two guys she's going to settle on--I'm feeling more and more like Grandma Bella with "the eye" .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113137695019842453?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113137695019842453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113137695019842453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113137695019842453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113137695019842453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/eleven-on-top-by-janet-evanovich.html' title='Eleven on Top by Janet Evanovich'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113137641532276126</id><published>2005-11-07T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T07:13:35.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christ the Lord: Out of Egypt by Ann Rice</title><content type='html'>Ann Rice has switched gears in a way with her new book. This is the story of Jesus as a child between the ages of seven, when his extended family moved from Egypt back to Nazareth, and eight when the family goes to Jerusalem for the Passover. Told in first person, the story uses parts of the Apocrypha and other traditions as source material. Jesus becomes more and more aware of who and what he is and will be.  The interaction of various family members seems very real, although most of the people are not fully fleshed out.  (But then what seven-year old really looks at adult personalities in depth?)  I found the writing style a little distracting and some of the "facts" seemed contradictory, but the book was worth the read as fiction. I'm sure that theologically there is room for argument but as a story it is interesting.  Be sure to read her afterword.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113137641532276126?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113137641532276126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113137641532276126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113137641532276126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113137641532276126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/christ-lord-out-of-egypt-by-ann-rice.html' title='Christ the Lord: Out of Egypt by Ann Rice'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113103260981025224</id><published>2005-11-03T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T07:43:29.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick of Shadows by Marion Chesney</title><content type='html'>Harry Cathcart and Lady Rose are engaged to be married so she won't be shipped off to India.  Harry has (gasp) taken up a position as a private detective which almost puts him beyond the pale of polite Edwardian society, but then Rose is somewhat of a radical herself.  She becomes embroiled with Dolly, another socialite, who later turns up dead.  Harry and Rose, often at cross purposes, investigate the murder.  Chesney's historicals often have a biting edge--her romances often have bitter edges around them.  She also writes mysteries as M. C. Beaton.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113103260981025224?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113103260981025224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113103260981025224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113103260981025224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113103260981025224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/sick-of-shadows-by-marion-chesney.html' title='Sick of Shadows by Marion Chesney'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113086258814248108</id><published>2005-11-01T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T08:29:48.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The American Astronaut  (DVD)</title><content type='html'>And now for something completely different!  Part B-movie science fiction flick, part musical, part western, part avant-garde art film.  This is a hard film to categorize.  I am a fan of strange movies, and this is one of the oddest I've seen in awhile.  Beautifully filmed in black and white, I recommend this only if you enjoy less traditional movie experiences.  An interesting feature of the DVD extras is the director's commentary which is done before a live audience at a showing of the film at a bar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113086258814248108?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113086258814248108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113086258814248108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113086258814248108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113086258814248108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/11/american-astronaut-dvd.html' title='The American Astronaut  (DVD)'/><author><name>mr. gregg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02832361190215253101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113080492063447539</id><published>2005-10-31T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T16:28:40.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Soldier's Story by Robert J. Dole</title><content type='html'>Regardless of your politics, this book is very readable. Dole talks about his family and how they, and a lot of other people, rallied around after he came home from the war so badly wounded. Most of the book is inspirational in character, discussing the changes from his former dreams to be a top athlete, to more realistic dreams. There are only a few places that seemed repetitious.   I was reading this as one of the finalists for next year's United We Read so I thought I would just skip through, but I found myself intrigued by the story and settled in for the whole book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113080492063447539?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113080492063447539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113080492063447539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113080492063447539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113080492063447539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-soldiers-story-by-robert-j-dole.html' title='One Soldier&apos;s Story by Robert J. Dole'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113071687577385437</id><published>2005-10-30T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T16:01:15.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PRACTICE OF DECEIT by Elizabeth Benedict (2005)</title><content type='html'>This is a psychological thriller--about a psychologist.  When therapist Eric Lavender meets glamorous divorce attorney Colleen O'Brien Golden, bachelorhood begins to lose some of its appeal.  Never mind that Eric feels a bit compelled to pop the question due to Colleen's unplanned pregnancy--he positively revels in married life and fatherhood.  Eventually, matters start to unravel when Eric and Colleen share a client and the conflict-of-interest question leads to all sorts of tacky revelations, beginning with the circumstances surrounding that momentous pregnancy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113071687577385437?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113071687577385437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113071687577385437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113071687577385437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113071687577385437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/practice-of-deceit-by-elizabeth.html' title='THE PRACTICE OF DECEIT by Elizabeth Benedict (2005)'/><author><name>RR Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445327570290465382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113071616334564981</id><published>2005-10-30T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T15:50:11.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ENGLISH TEACHER by Lily King (2005)</title><content type='html'>This is anything but a typical inspirational-teacher story. Vida Avery is one of those award-winning teachers who has become a school legend at a relatively young age. To add to the glamour of her giftedness, she is a single parent with a teenaged son who attends her school and a husband whom no one on the private school faculty (or in town) has ever met. Because Vida appears to relate more naturally to her beloved literature than to actual humans, the puzzle of her son's father seems part and parcel of her own private mystique. Then, Vida surprisingly accepts a proposal of marriage from a local "catch." This lifestyle change forces some long-hidden secrets out into the open. King is a talented narrator who manages to reveal enough of Vida's character to at times cause readers to wonder why they are so fascinated with such an unsympathetic character--but fascinated they will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113071616334564981?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113071616334564981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113071616334564981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113071616334564981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113071616334564981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/english-teacher-by-lily-king-2005_30.html' title='THE ENGLISH TEACHER by Lily King (2005)'/><author><name>RR Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445327570290465382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113071504786747154</id><published>2005-10-30T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T15:30:47.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ON BEAUTY by Zadie Smith (2005)</title><content type='html'>I side with the critics who rate this one higher than Smith's &lt;em&gt;White Teeth&lt;/em&gt;, which caused such a sensation a few years back.  Some of the same elements are successfully exploited here: biracial marriages with the consequent offspring who have their own issues,  sexual politics, class distinctions, and culture clashes.  Smith's clever dialogue (sometimes a bit &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; clever and lengthy) and insidiously funny narration move the many subplots along nicely for the most part.  Howard Belsey, an English art history professor in a snug American college community, finds himself deservedly losing his grip on his 30-year marriage, his three nearly grown children, and his career.  To add to his woes, his academic arch-rival from across the pond is invited over for a guest lectureship at Howard's school.  Adding delightful texture to all of this activity is the addition of a modern-day &lt;em&gt;Howard's End&lt;/em&gt; scenario.   As with &lt;em&gt;White Teeth&lt;/em&gt;, edgy dialogue and situations would disqualify this from the "gentle reads" list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113071504786747154?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113071504786747154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113071504786747154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113071504786747154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113071504786747154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/on-beauty-by-zadie-smith-2005.html' title='ON BEAUTY by Zadie Smith (2005)'/><author><name>RR Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445327570290465382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113052908195640856</id><published>2005-10-28T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T12:51:21.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taming the Barbarinan by Lois Greiman</title><content type='html'>Fleurette is a young widow in Regency times, who has purchased a carriage making business and is still received in all the best circles.  She first meets Killian while he is a statue of an ancient Scottish warrior in France.  When the statue is mysteriously transported to Fleurette's garden, and then Killian starts interferring in her affairs, things go from bad to worse, sort of indictive of this novel.  Throw in Killian's friend, the Irish werewolf, and a lot of bad Gaelic accents, and you have the makings of the equivilent of a deep cup of coffee (and if you know my opinion of coffee, you know where I stand on this silly book).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113052908195640856?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113052908195640856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113052908195640856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113052908195640856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113052908195640856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/taming-barbarinan-by-lois-greiman.html' title='Taming the Barbarinan by Lois Greiman'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-113027689317444171</id><published>2005-10-25T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:48:13.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Castles in the Air: The restoration adventures of two young optimists and a crumbling old mansion by Judy Corbett</title><content type='html'>If I won the lottery today, one of the first things I would do is book a stay at the bed and breakfast at Gwydir Castle in Wales. Corbett and her significant other (they marry before book's end) search everywhere before finding THE castle, a near-ruin. They scrounge the money to buy the place and begin the never-ending process of restoration. This book is full of wonderful descriptions of the Welsh countryside and the quirky neighbors who come to help return the castle to something close to a livable state. Corbett does a marvelous job of marrying the history of the estate with their contemporary adventures trying to make it a home. There are ghost stories too, and they're believable. I stumbled just a bit over some of the words - this doesn't appear to have been intended for an audience across the pond. But it's a great travel piece. You can peek at the what they've done with the place by visiting their web site. (A night in the King's Room will set you back only about $141.)&lt;br /&gt;LH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-113027689317444171?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/113027689317444171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=113027689317444171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113027689317444171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/113027689317444171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/castles-in-air-restoration-adventures.html' title='Castles in the Air: The restoration adventures of two young optimists and a crumbling old mansion by Judy Corbett'/><author><name>lh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981341735516413434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112984258551187474</id><published>2005-10-20T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T14:09:45.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curse of the Narrows by Laura M. MacDonald</title><content type='html'>In December 1917 World War I was raging and the harbor at Halifax, Nova Scotia was an important and busy port.  A munitions ship entering the harbor on the morning of December 6 collided with another ship, setting off a series of explosions and a tsunami that wiped out a large portion of the waterfront.  That was only the beginning of the disaster--that night there was a blizzard that slowed rescue attempts.  The city of Boston, MA, did send a train of rescuers that made a heroic effort to get to the scene.  If you are fascinated by the generosity of the human spirit as a result of disaster, you will enjoy this book, written by a native of Halifax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112984258551187474?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112984258551187474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112984258551187474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112984258551187474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112984258551187474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/curse-of-narrows-by-laura-m-macdonald.html' title='Curse of the Narrows by Laura M. MacDonald'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112984154928720759</id><published>2005-10-20T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T13:52:29.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunar Men: Five Friends Whose Curiosity Changed the World  by Jenny Uglow</title><content type='html'>In the middle and late 1700s, scientists as such did not exist so anyone could develope an interest in anything that excited their fancy.  A man could research the use of oxygen, the tensile strength of steel, and the intensity level of paints all at the same time without feeling out of his field as a lawyer.  The five friends of the title (and their friends) met once a month to talk about their many interests.  We know most of the names and some of their accomplishments, but Uglow introduces us to the families and friends of James Watt, Josiah Wedgwood, Erasmus Darwin, Matthew Boulton, and Joseph Priestley.   Together these men helped get the Industrial Revolution underway and, as a result, made our lives today more interesting.  This is book is one of a number of books out now exploring the explosion of ideas in the Eighteenth Century.  I recommend it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112984154928720759?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112984154928720759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112984154928720759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112984154928720759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112984154928720759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/lunar-men-five-friends-whose-curiosity.html' title='The Lunar Men: Five Friends Whose Curiosity Changed the World  by Jenny Uglow'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112983471404218173</id><published>2005-10-20T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T11:58:34.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Wing: To the Edge of the Earth with the Peregrine Falcon by Alan Tennant</title><content type='html'>Tennant tracks the tundra falcons from the Texas barrier islands to their summer grounds in the Arctic and then back through Mexico and Belize to the Caribbean for their winter stay.  The birds were fitted with radio tracking devices and Tennant and his seventy-year old pilot followed in a beat up Cessna.  There are the natural perils of flying into large flocks of birds and the man-made perils of political instability and drug trafficking.  If the thought of raptors excites you, you'll enjoy this book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112983471404218173?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112983471404218173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112983471404218173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112983471404218173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112983471404218173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/on-wing-to-edge-of-earth-with.html' title='On the Wing: To the Edge of the Earth with the Peregrine Falcon by Alan Tennant'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112932272503895199</id><published>2005-10-14T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T13:45:25.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Devil's Teeth by Susan Casey</title><content type='html'>What a great armchair adventure! This book will sound a little off beat (it is) but it's been getting great reviews and sparked my curiosity. Casey is a journalist writing about the scientists of the Farallon islands, a tiny, isolated and desloate outpost just 20 miles from San Francisco. The islands are a nesting and denning habitat for birds and seals, contributing to an ideal environment for great white sharks. Very little has been known of these sharks because they are so elusive and difficult to study in the wild. Their arrival at the Farralons for several months each year makes this unforgiving and harsh landscape a mecca for shark scientists, who watch the water round the clock for signs of a "kill," then launch their vulnerable small boats to get close to the action with cameras and notepads. The scientists have been discovering some intriguing new facts about these creatures (the largest they've encountered is over 20 feet long), facts that contradict what we thought we knew. Casey is as fascintated with the human inhabitants of the Farralons as she is with the the awesome sea creatures on and around the islands. What kind of person actually seeks out time on a deserted island for months at a time, a place stinking of the amonia from the droppings of thousands of sea birds, battered by wind, waves and violent weather, with only occasional shipments of supplies? Casey's lively writing and unquencable curiousity are put to good use in describing the island terrain and bazaar history and the cold, creaking house even the scientists agree is haunted. Her time spent moored off shore in a derelict yacht is funny in spite of heart stopping danger. A very enjoyable read. I also listened to a bid of the CD, and can recommend it also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112932272503895199?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112932272503895199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112932272503895199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112932272503895199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112932272503895199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/devils-teeth-by-susan-casey.html' title='The Devil&apos;s Teeth by Susan Casey'/><author><name>lh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981341735516413434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112930514162947098</id><published>2005-10-14T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T13:03:30.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Ride Alone, You Ride with Bin Laden: What the government should be telling us to help fight the war on terrorism, by Bill Maher</title><content type='html'>Audio. During World War II, the federal government asked Americans for sacrifices to help the war effort. Gas and sugar were rationed, families planted Victory Gardens and bought war bonds. Bill Maher asks why our government doesn’t have the same expectations as we wage a war on terrorism. He wonders if Americans would still be willing to make those sacrifices. Maher, who wrote this book shortly after his remarks about Sept. 11 earned him a pink slip from ABC, notes that the current administration has encouraged Americans to support the war not by giving up a few gallons of gas or pounds of sugar, but to support the war by shopping, traveling and burning petroleum. While we may say everything changed on Sept. 11, the way we live hasn't changed at all. Maher displays the same dry humor that carried him from cable to network TV as he wonders why we search grandmothers at airports instead of young Arabs, pay those on the frontlines of homeland security – police and firefighters – a pittance while CEOs make millions, and plead for a safer nation but are unwilling to pay for it. RT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112930514162947098?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112930514162947098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112930514162947098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112930514162947098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112930514162947098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/when-you-ride-alone-you-ride-with-bin.html' title='When You Ride Alone, You Ride with Bin Laden: What the government should be telling us to help fight the war on terrorism, by Bill Maher'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112912980816456648</id><published>2005-10-12T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T08:12:13.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stargirl by Jerry Spinelli--YA</title><content type='html'>When Stargirl transfers to Leo's high school, she immediately stands out with her long skirts and ukelele. She's nice, she's different, she's unusual, and students don't know what to make of her. Whether loved or hated, Stargirl has a profound effect on Leo and the school community. She reminds me a bit of The Little Prince. A good book for the Queen Bee middle school crowd about fitting in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112912980816456648?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112912980816456648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112912980816456648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112912980816456648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112912980816456648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/stargirl-by-jerry-spinelli-ya.html' title='Stargirl by Jerry Spinelli--YA'/><author><name>kg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15650247279735249966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112904692456727694</id><published>2005-10-11T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T13:16:15.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Was a Non-Blonde Cheerleader by Kieran Scott</title><content type='html'>Annisa moved from New Jersey to Blondesville Florida--she seems to be the only brunette in the whole school.  Discinplinary action to two members of the cheerleading squad, so Annisa tries out and much to the dismay of many squad members she makes the team.  The squad must learn to work together in order to make the top level of competition.  In some ways this is a typical teen book, but I loved the "mini-Goth" humor of this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112904692456727694?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112904692456727694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112904692456727694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112904692456727694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112904692456727694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-was-non-blonde-cheerleader-by-kieran.html' title='I Was a Non-Blonde Cheerleader by Kieran Scott'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112904579619866204</id><published>2005-10-11T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T08:49:56.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Order of Things by Barbara Ann Kipfer</title><content type='html'>Subtitled How Everything in the  World Is Organized into Hierarchies, Structures, and Pecking Orders, this book lists but not explain things ranging from Computer language cateories to the hierarchy of angels, the atmospheric levels to the AA Twelve Steps.  There are lots of lists for everything from science to religion to sports to literature.  This is not a reading book (unless you are compulsive) but it is fun to dip into and browse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112904579619866204?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112904579619866204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112904579619866204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112904579619866204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112904579619866204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/order-of-things-by-barbara-ann-kipfer.html' title='The Order of Things by Barbara Ann Kipfer'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112904539553586268</id><published>2005-10-11T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T08:43:15.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flush by Virginia Woolf</title><content type='html'>Flush was the little dog owned by Elizabeth Browning nee Barrett.  This is a semi-cutesy fictional biography of said dog.  I think I had this confused with The Barretts of Wimpole Street or something.  Pretty light-hearted Woolf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112904539553586268?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112904539553586268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112904539553586268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112904539553586268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112904539553586268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/flush-by-virginia-woolf.html' title='Flush by Virginia Woolf'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112904427454510248</id><published>2005-10-11T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T08:24:34.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Window Seat: Reading the Landscape from the Air by Gregory Dicum</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been on a plane and wondered exactly what you were seeing from the window? Dicum discusses the geography and some of the manmade features seen over the USA and Canada.  He doesn't pretend to go into great depth, and if you fly out of Kansas City you get especially short shrift (there is nothing between St. Louis/Chicago and Denver).  Still. you can learn alot about what to look for, even if there are no specifics about your exact route.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112904427454510248?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112904427454510248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112904427454510248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112904427454510248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112904427454510248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/window-seat-reading-landscape-from-air.html' title='Window Seat: Reading the Landscape from the Air by Gregory Dicum'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112904328705080950</id><published>2005-10-11T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T08:08:07.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am a Pencil by Sam Swope</title><content type='html'>An author by trade, Swope adopted a third grade class in Queens to teach creative writing over a period of three years.  This is his story of his and his students successes and failures, both at writing and at growing and living.  I enjoyed this book alot although I wondered at some of the educational aspects of it.  Still, every child should have teachers as passionate about their subject as Swope was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112904328705080950?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112904328705080950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112904328705080950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112904328705080950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112904328705080950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-pencil-by-sam-swope.html' title='I Am a Pencil by Sam Swope'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112904304752846006</id><published>2005-10-11T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T08:04:07.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy Words Lightly Thrown by Chris Roberts</title><content type='html'>Subtitled The Reason Behind the Rhyme, this British book purports to tell the seamy and quirky stories behind favorite nursery rhymes. This is a little misleading, to say the least. Roberts has taken a smattering of knowledge and smeared it liberally with jam, or at least his own interpretations.   He inserts modern meanings and events into old nursery rhymes and subverts them for his own amusements.  It is catchy and clever, but not scholarship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112904304752846006?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112904304752846006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112904304752846006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112904304752846006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112904304752846006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/heavy-words-lightly-thrown-by-chris.html' title='Heavy Words Lightly Thrown by Chris Roberts'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112904012259412167</id><published>2005-10-11T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T07:15:22.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shroud of the Thwacker by Chris Elliott</title><content type='html'>Chris Elliott is both author and character in this major spoof of The Da Vinci Code-- and of the Jack the Ripper research a la Patricia Cornwell.  Set in New York City, the plot involves a serial killer and a number of famous people, mostly from the 1890s.  Throw in a little time travel, a lot of anachronisms, and a ton of bad word play and you have the Thwacker.  It is sort of Terry Pratchett's Disc World to a factor of three.  As far as I'm concerned, a little of this goes way to far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112904012259412167?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112904012259412167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112904012259412167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112904012259412167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112904012259412167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/shroud-of-thwacker-by-chris-elliott.html' title='The Shroud of the Thwacker by Chris Elliott'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112903959623940632</id><published>2005-10-11T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T07:06:36.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Beauty by Zadie Smith</title><content type='html'>Howard Belsey is an Englishman living in New England with his family--an African American wife and three teenage children-- in a state of some dysfunction.  In a fit of rebellion his oldest son moves to England and gets a job with a rival of Howard's.  The writing is so good--the story is so slow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112903959623940632?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112903959623940632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112903959623940632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112903959623940632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112903959623940632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/on-beauty-by-zadie-smith.html' title='On Beauty by Zadie Smith'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112903901003188008</id><published>2005-10-11T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T06:56:50.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Smoke Thief by Shana Abe</title><content type='html'>This is a Regency romance with shape-shifting characters.  A rogue shape-shifter is stealing jewelry from members of the London ton and the more law abidding from the group are out to stop it.  Romance carries the day.  This looks like it may have a sequel, since Kit and Clarrisa still haven't uncovered several mysteries of some of the minor characters.   Okay for killing time, but not essential reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112903901003188008?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112903901003188008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112903901003188008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112903901003188008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112903901003188008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/smoke-thief-by-shana-abe.html' title='The Smoke Thief by Shana Abe'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112897272843725883</id><published>2005-10-10T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T12:32:08.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time by Mark Haddon (audiobook)</title><content type='html'>Christopher is a 15-year old autistic boy living in England. When he discovers that a neighbor's dog has been killed with a pitch fork, he decides to investigate the mysterious incident. Along the way he uncovers several secrets which shake up his safe, regimented life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112897272843725883?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112897272843725883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112897272843725883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112897272843725883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112897272843725883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/curious-incident-of-dog-in-night-time.html' title='The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time by Mark Haddon (audiobook)'/><author><name>kg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15650247279735249966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112897214191288209</id><published>2005-10-10T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T12:22:21.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1776 by David McCullough</title><content type='html'>McCullough recounts the  first year of the Revolutionary War, primarily focusing on George Washington and his command of the troops. There is lots of detail about the strategy and tactics of the Americans and British. After reading this book, I find it amazing that we won the war.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112897214191288209?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112897214191288209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112897214191288209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112897214191288209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112897214191288209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/1776-by-david-mccullough.html' title='1776 by David McCullough'/><author><name>kg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15650247279735249966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112863223438115449</id><published>2005-10-06T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T13:57:14.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Memory of Running by Ron McLarty</title><content type='html'>After losing both of his parents in a car accident, Smithson Ide, a lonely, overweight, hard-drinking, chain-smoking 43-year-old, takes off on a cross-country journey on his old boyhood bicycle.  I wanted to like this book but...  I found the writing to be distractingly bad at times, the dialogue stiff, and the characters unconvincing.  Apparently, Stephen King loved this book and was largely responsible for getting it published.  I kept wondering what I was missing.  (Fiction)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112863223438115449?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112863223438115449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112863223438115449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112863223438115449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112863223438115449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/memory-of-running-by-ron-mclarty.html' title='The Memory of Running by Ron McLarty'/><author><name>mr. gregg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02832361190215253101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112855860507433626</id><published>2005-10-05T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T17:30:05.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Flower and the Secret Fan (2005) by Lisa See</title><content type='html'>Readers who've enjoyed Amy Tan's work, &lt;em&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha&lt;/em&gt;, or &lt;em&gt;Empress Orchid&lt;/em&gt; will not want to miss this absorbing story.  Lily, a farmer's daughter, and Snow Flower, from a prosperous household in a neighboring Chinese village, are selected to become &lt;em&gt;laotang&lt;/em&gt;--lifelong friends bound by a contract of loyalty.   Through the life passages of footbinding, death of a mutual friend, marriage, changing fortunes, and political upheaval, the women maintain contact by means of &lt;em&gt;nu shu&lt;/em&gt;, a form of secret calligraphy used for centuries by women in their province.  Descriptions of the domestic life of women--particularly the footbinding--are rendered in vivid detail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112855860507433626?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112855860507433626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112855860507433626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112855860507433626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112855860507433626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/snow-flower-and-secret-fan-2005-by_05.html' title='Snow Flower and the Secret Fan (2005) by Lisa See'/><author><name>RR Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445327570290465382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112845549447940194</id><published>2005-10-04T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T12:51:34.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Days of Pompeii by Edward Bulwer-Lytton</title><content type='html'>If you enjoy your fiction with a florid, over-the-top style and lots of footnotes to obscure Roman sources, you'll probably love this early (1834) Victorian novel.  There seems to be nothing Victorians enjoyed more than wallowing in catastrophe and what can be more catastrophic than destruction of life as you know it--and a volcano can certainly provide that.  This doesn't  start out with a dark and stormy night, but it certainly moves into that later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112845549447940194?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112845549447940194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112845549447940194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112845549447940194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112845549447940194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/last-days-of-pompeii-by-edward-bulwer.html' title='The Last Days of Pompeii by Edward Bulwer-Lytton'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112845470793664397</id><published>2005-10-04T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T12:38:27.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Kills by Eric Van Lustbader</title><content type='html'>Tess Chase is an art authenticator, who stumbles onto a crime involving an hitherto unknown painting by Raphael and the two children of crime boss Rocco Bravanno.  She, being an expert at both the fine and martial arts tries to rescue both the painting and Bravanno's very unhappy daughter.  Let's see, we have museums, mansions, martial arts--and, oops, I left out the lesbian angle.  For a book of less than 100 pages, there is not much left out--except for a good story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112845470793664397?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112845470793664397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112845470793664397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112845470793664397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112845470793664397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/art-kills-by-eric-van-lustbader.html' title='Art Kills by Eric Van Lustbader'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112845428497566245</id><published>2005-10-04T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T12:31:24.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadows at the Spring Show by Lea Wait</title><content type='html'>Another Maggie Summer mystery!  Maggie owns a shop selling antique prints so she spends a lot of time at shows, where most of the action takes place.  This time she is in charge of organizing a show to raise funds for an adoption agency Our World, Our Children.  She's thinking about becoming an adoptive parent herself, so she talks to lots of people.  It takes a long time to get to the murder here and too much time is spent preaching about interracial and intercultural adoption so that the mystery really gets lost in the process.  It's not a bad book, just overly preachy.  Too bad, because ordinarily I like her books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112845428497566245?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112845428497566245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112845428497566245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112845428497566245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112845428497566245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/shadows-at-spring-show-by-lea-wait.html' title='Shadows at the Spring Show by Lea Wait'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112845390291033684</id><published>2005-10-04T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T12:25:02.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Exaltation of Larks by James Lipton</title><content type='html'>You probably know a group of lions is called a pride, and a group of geese is a gaggle (as long as they are in the water--if they are flying, they're a skein and if they are walking they're a herd), but did you know apes come in shrewdnesses and frogs in a knot?  Lipton has not only researched most of the old terms for group names, but has some new ones.  I'm especially partial to a tree of genealogists--although a small group is a branch!  Most people won't want to just sit down and read this straight through, but it's fun to dip into.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112845390291033684?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112845390291033684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112845390291033684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112845390291033684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112845390291033684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/exaltation-of-larks-by-james-lipton.html' title='An Exaltation of Larks by James Lipton'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112835802814375484</id><published>2005-10-03T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T09:47:08.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Enlightened by Zhou Long  (Music)</title><content type='html'>Saturday night we went to the Kansas City Symphony concert and had a delightful time.  Because it was the start of a new season with a new musical director (Michael Stern), they plied us beforehand with hors d'oeuvres and wine and afterwards with bite-sized desserts and champagne.  The concert itself started off with the world debut of The Enlightened by Zhou Long, a reknown Chinese composer who is teaching now at UMKC.  The piece was supposed to fuse Chinese musical tradition with Western symphonic instruments.  It'll probably never make MY top ten list, but it did have a few interesting moments.  Being the musical ignoramus that I am, I guessed it was one of those pieces where you can't tell even if the musicians do make a major goof, as long as they all end at the same take.  The rest of the concert was really enjoyable.  Stern sort of promised that both the orchestra and the audience would be stretching their musical wings the next few years so we should have some interesting times ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112835802814375484?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112835802814375484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112835802814375484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112835802814375484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112835802814375484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/enlightened-by-zhou-long-music.html' title='The Enlightened by Zhou Long  (Music)'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112835738779279236</id><published>2005-10-03T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T09:36:27.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madame Bovary's Ovaries by David P. Barash and Nanelle R. Barash</title><content type='html'>Depending on where you stand in the matter of Darwin and Evolution, you will either be fascinated by the premises of this book about character motivation in literature or you will hurl it across the room.  The authors' take on the role of evolution however unintentional in Western literature may make you look at Hester Prynne and Captain Ahab in a whole new light.  Using examples from the natural world (David is a biologist) and Western literature (his daughter Nanelle is an English major), the authors discuss just what Survival of the Fittest really mean to mankind.  Chapter 6 gives you a really good reason to take up genealogy when they discuss The Aeneid!  The literary range moves from the Iliad to Shakespeare, Jane Auten to Bridget Jones, with a large assist from Darwin and assorted animals.  This is a witty book combining two academic fields that don't seem on the surface to be a compatible match.  I enjoyed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112835738779279236?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112835738779279236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112835738779279236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112835738779279236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112835738779279236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/10/madame-bovarys-ovaries-by-david-p.html' title='Madame Bovary&apos;s Ovaries by David P. Barash and Nanelle R. Barash'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112800020929725921</id><published>2005-09-29T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T06:23:29.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Catered Christmas by Isis Crawford</title><content type='html'>A pretty lightweight culinary mystery featuring two New York sisters in the catering business. They are roped into a televised holiday cook-off event with a Martha-esque hostess. Of course, many of us have entertained thoughts of Martha-cide and, quelle surprise, it happens. The only big mystery here is why a fairly yummy sounding menu appears in the front of the book, but only one of the recipes in the back matches--and it is one you can get from almost any holiday cookbook. This is only for people who like dull mysteries with characters who obsess about their weight, looks, and cooking skills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112800020929725921?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112800020929725921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112800020929725921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112800020929725921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112800020929725921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/09/catered-christmas-by-isis-crawford.html' title='A Catered Christmas by Isis Crawford'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15490240.post-112791946314262423</id><published>2005-09-28T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T07:59:06.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Julie and Julia: 365 Days, 24 Recipes, 1 Tiny Apartment Kitchen by Julie Powell</title><content type='html'>Well, this book was certainly not what I expected. I was going to recommend it to my daughter who is a big Julia Child fan, but nope! If you like learning more of a person's pretty uneventful sex life, hearing about family and friends disfunction, reading semi-faked diary accounts by Paul Child, or counting the number of times certain swear words can be inserted into comments about anything, then you might like this book by Powell. The premise is that she is going to cook her way through Julia Child's &lt;em&gt;Mastering the Art of French Cooking&lt;/em&gt; in a year's time and keep a blog going about it, sort of as a sop to being unable to bear a child. Ugh. Don't read it, Carma, you'll be sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15490240-112791946314262423?l=oplreader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/feeds/112791946314262423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15490240&amp;postID=112791946314262423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112791946314262423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15490240/posts/default/112791946314262423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oplreader.blogspot.com/2005/09/julie-and-julia-365-days-24-recipes-1.html' title='Julie and Julia: 365 Days, 24 Recipes, 1 Tiny Apartment Kitchen by Julie Powell'/><author><name>OPL Reader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11323112734645822299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
