Happiness is Terry Pratchett
I had a meltdown this week, and Bob, in mopping up the mess, told me to take a long weekend off. So I started reading the Moist Von Lipwig books by Terry Pratchett, starting with Going Postal, one of the finest books ever written. (How good was Pratchett? Going Postal was published in 2004 and has this line it it: ““What kind of man would put a known criminal in charge of a major branch of government? Apart from, say, the average voter.”) I was cheered up considerably by Moist (“Hi, I’m Moist”) and the chain-smoking Adora Belle Dearhart, whom Moist courts with ““I’d like to commit hanky-panky with you, Miss Adora Belle Dearheart… well, certainly hanky, and possibly panky when we get to know one another better.” That’s a smooth talker. (more…)
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