Let the above still be your guide to properly reviewing Jonathan Franzen’s Freedom.
Or, watch it in context.
Or, if you don’t care about books, enjoy the photo for the amusement it offers in and of itself.
(If you don’t care about books, why are you at Condalmo? You need more than Cottonelle. I’ma gonna wrap your car in Cottonelle.)
This is where the “author” copies and pastes a representative paragraph, links to the rest, and calls it a day:
This sentence contains a provocative statement that attracts the readers’ attention, but really only has very little to do with the topic of the blog post. This sentence claims to follow logically from the first sentence, though the connection is actually rather tenuous. This sentence claims that very few people are willing to admit the obvious inference of the last two sentences, with an implication that the reader is not one of those very few people. This sentence expresses the unwillingness of the writer to be silenced despite going against the popular wisdom. This sentence is a sort of drum roll, preparing the reader for the shocking truth to be contained in the next sentence.
This sentence contains the thesis of the blog post, a trite and obvious statement cast as a dazzling and controversial insight.
Read the rest here. (Or anywhere, I guess.)
I am interested in this book; at the same time, I am alarmed and on guard. And wondering where did it all go wrong.
This is the definitive source on composting crappers, from why to how, and yes, the scatological humor abounds. Yet this is a serious issue. Biosolids are recycled and used in the U.S. and around the world by governments and municipalities, and not always in the most responsible ways. Jenkins gives you the knowledge to do it yourself, and do it responsibly.
A stack of quality books waiting to be read, and suddenly I’m interested in reading about a project I’m 100% sure my wife would veto immediately? Probably doesn’t help that I spent a “good” portion of the day watching my septic tank back up into my basement. All that waste!
Sven Linden: receptacle or man? You can shell out $17 for the HH at Amazon, or you can download the PDF for free here
and know that nobody is laughing at you. You will then be able to take your composting to an insane new level. If you do do this, please let me know.
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Never mind that last post. Here’s the goods, via Jimmy Chen at HTMLGIANT, on “A Book Lover’s Guide to IKEA Seating“. I’m stealing excerpting my personal favorite:
This chair comes with Jonathan Franzen. Some important notes while assembling this chair: make sure you do it correctly the first time, no mistakes. If you screw up, Johathan Franzen will publish an article in The New Yorker about how people in America are dumb, using you as an example…
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I would pay to see this done for the entire movie.
(Or, if you prefer it, Italian opera.)
Ben Greenman’s going out on tour to support his new album book Please Step Back, which I’m reading currently. I would like to see if I can get more information about posters by typing it here: more information about posters. Stay tuned!
An excerpt from Greenman’s rider:
Bookstore agrees to provide and maintain three (3) backstage preparation rooms. They shall be comfortable, well lit, and entirely free of books other than the Author’s books. Rooms must be climate-controlled to dry heat so that the Author’s reading voice (which will henceforth be referred to as his “instrument”) does not get scratchy or phlegmy. Employees of the Bookstore must never use the word “phlegmy” in the presence of the Author, as it may make him vomit, which would damage his instrument. The same goes for the word “vomit.”
I enjoy laughing, and so enjoy Ben Greenman’s writing.