Summer Reading.

When I won the Accelerated Reading program in grade school when I was only in 2nd grade, I knew that I was a genius. Actually, it just proved my theory that public school was filled with minions and minorities who had neither the attention span nor intelligence to fully grasp Ramona and Her Father. While sobbing, I raised my trophy in front of the entire school and rested my head on it as if it were the teat of let's say Megan Fox. I knew the future promised excitement and success (but, unfortunately, no Megan Fox). It was my Michael Jordan moment.

My heart tells me he was saying, "This is my Marty C. moment."

Nobody writes anything more interesting and entertaining about China than Peter Hessler.

Maybe even smarter and wittier than David Sedaris. Why are all hilarious writers gay?

About a hilarious team of advertisers in Chicago. Really awesome.

I only read it because I saw Sloane Crosley's picture. Pathetic I know. She has a very cool way of putting some things but I've heard better stories on a Thursday night from TyTy. I think women would appreciate it more. "It" being Ms. Crosley's stories and also TyTy.

Depressing and not depressing but very much badass. Even Oprah thinks so.

He's gay and thinks he's hilarious. Only he sucks. Maybe the worst book I've ever read.

What would it take?