Lemony Fresh!

Two unlikely messages arrived in my inbox:
1) News that Liz Phair will be singing "God Bless America" during a World Series Game. Still processing...
2) THE WORST BOOK EVER! has been released...

So, tonight—as Liz Phair fans try to decide if they're really comfortable calling themselves "fans" when the new album is really kinda all over the place and my god once she gets reviewed on Slate and singing in the World Series you get that weird "I was a fan way back..." thing going and we all, I mean THEY all hate that feeling—we begin The Penultimate Peril.

For those of you who haven't read the heartbreaking tales of the three Baudelaire siblings, there's still time. The books are short, and with all the Halloween decorations right now, the Series of Unfortunate Events fits as well as It's a Wonderful Life fits at Christmas. Except that had Jimmy Stewart and a ray of hope.

After all, we started reading the Series long before Jim Carey tried to Olaf his way in, and we were fans way back when..

We may be too dejected to blog again...