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Ok, I'll play the Amazon.com game too...

Book Recommendations:
1. Beyond Recognition by Clive Owens
2. The Book of Laughter and Forgetting by Milan Kundera
3. Immortality by Milan Kundera
4. Living to Tell the Tale by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
5. Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky
6. Chronicle of a Death Foretold by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
7. The Joke by Milan Kundera
8. Cindy Sherman by Cindy Sherman
9. The Passion of David Lynch by Martha P. Nochimson
10. If 2 by Evelyn McFarlane, James Saywell
11. Full of Secrets by David Lavery
12. Laughable Lovers by Milan Kundera
13. Strange Pilgrims by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
14. Anna Karenina by Leon Tolstoy
15. Leaf Storm by Gabriel Garcia Marquez

So let's see...I already have 7 of them, and the David Lynch books I would never read. (I bought Pete a few for some holiday a couple years ago, just so you know...I have -not- developed a yen for David Lynch.) But it picked up on my letch for Kundera and Marquez...

DVD Recommendations:
1. Lost in Translation
2. Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers
3. Circle
4. The Adventures of Indiana Jones
5. 21 Grams

Music Recommendations:
1. Irrisistable Bliss by Soul Coughing
2. Scar by Joe Henry
3. Trampoline by Joe Henry
4. El Oso by Soul Coughing
5. Tiny Voices by Joe Henry

....this is kinda funny. I bought a Soul Coughing cd and a Joe Henry cd for my little brother a few months back.

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I forgot all about getting dressed and doing laundry, because I was very occupied by lying on the couch and watching Don Juan Demarco. (It was my tribute to Marlon Brando.)

However, I -do- have to go and do the dishes and take out the trash, because one or the other is starting to smell and no one will ever let me be a housewife if I have smelly dishes and trashcans.

I woke up this morning to the dulcet tones of some really loud techno music. Actually, first it was someone who was talking into a microphone. Then it was techno music. I was confused because I was sleepy and the movie we watched last night was sort of about a boy who wanted to make techno music, and I wasn't positive I was awake. But then Jeff was hearing it too, and so it really was someone having a party or a concert at 10:30 on a Saturday morning. Weirdos.

I see (from Amazon, of course) that there's a new book on Pavement out, to which I say feh, because the world needs books on Pavement like it needs more documentaries on Phish. Not that I don't -love- me some Pavement, even Terror Twilight, which is currently in my cd player skipping a whole lot because it got some serious abuse my senior year of high school. But I wish people would stop writing books about bands that I like, since books about bands are not often very good.