Wednesday, November 22, 2006


LIES (and the LIEING LIARS that tell them)
by Al Franken

This book is pretty good, my only problem with it is that it's an adult book, so rating? I dunno... okay, fine. R. Because there were parts I had to skip. So there.

Anyway, this was a book about the Republicans and the Conservatives in the US of A (or if one of my comments was true, the U S of Weird). And he is an extremely Liberal Democrat. So there's a bit of name-calling. But I did like (quoting from the back of the hardcover)
"Ashcroft spent $8,000 to drape the naked breast of the Spirit of Justice statue because he didn't like being photographed in front of another boob...." Franken has a better idea: "Use it to fight terrorism!!!" (Ibid)

What do I think of it: I'll give it three stars. ***. Lol.

Friday, November 03, 2006

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone (US Edition; UK Edition: Philosopher's Stone) by Joanne Kathleen Rowling.

If you haven't read her! shame! shame! SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMEEE!!!!!!!!!

Person: Now, Cosima, don't intimidate the nice people who may be using this review to decide if they should read it!

*grumbling* Oh, all right.

Series: Harry Potter

Book: 1

Suggested Rating: PG

Review: W00t this book is wonderful! I'd forgotten since the last time I had read it! W00t! Thank God(s) for J K Rowling!

Now, Cosima, Give the nice People who May or May Not be Reading Your Blog a Review: Okay. SO. Harry Potter is this kid who lives with his aunt, Petunia Dursley (nee Evans); his uncle, Vernon Dursley; and their son, Dudley, who is, in fact, a dud. And looks like a pig in a blond wig, never mind what the person who plays him in the movies looks like.
Harry has a lightning-bolt shaped scar on his forehead. According to Aunt Petunia, he got it in the "car crash" when his parents died, and "Don't ask questions."
Speaking of the Dursleys: They are absolutely foul to him, although they pamper Dudley. But! one day he gets a letter. A letter written on parchment. A letter, I said. But when the Dursleys tear it up and say it was wrongly addressed to him, despite this in green ink:
Mr. H. Potter
The Cupboard Under the Stairs
4 Privet Drive
Little Whinging

(Oh yeah, I forgot, they make him live in the under-stairs cupboard, along with spiders which are fond of his socks.)
He gets more, addressed to him in "the smallest bedroom", since he was moved into the one where Dudley keeps his broken stuff. So, after an unfortunate incident with him stepping on his Uncle's face and a repaired alarm clock, [sarcasm] our dear Vernon [/sarcasm] nails the letter slot up, with the result that more are pushed in the sides of the door, which he nails up.
So, they are rolled up inside each of the two dozen eggs that the befuddled milkman hands Petunia through the bathroom window, of all places.
But the twenty, thirty, FORTY, fifty... that come through the fireplace! Vernon turns purple, rips out half his copious moustache, and said to pack some clothes and go.
So they end up on a hut on the rock, in the sea.
And there, our dear Harry finally gets his letter.
It is an invitation to a world he has never dreamed of.
Friends, Harry is a wizard. A darn good one.
What will happen to him?
Reader, it is your destiny to find out.

Yours in bookworm-ish-ness,
The Book Worm Reviewing.