Valet Reader

This week is special or something isn’t it? Hmm, what’s happening this week, I can’t seem to remember. Oh well, I’ll just carry on as though nothing is going. Ha, like hell! That most certainly is not possible. What with all the lovely caroling, the scent of pine in the air, the twinkle of multi-colored light bulbs and that guy on the corner throwing up in a santa costume it’s impossible to ignore what time of year it is!

I don’t even think I’m going to bother checking in on my usual resources for book events. I feel as though it’s pretty fair to say that nothing will be happening this week. Instead, we the people, will be so consumed with finding the right gifts be it a blow up doll, lingerie, that red fire truck or that perfect book that our feeble minds won’t even be able to grasp the idea of attaining some sort of intellectual higher knowledge by listening to an author speak. For those rare authors that are coming to town this week, I apologize for not promoting your appearance but come on, do you really expect people to show up?

Gepetto the nutcracker, scary right? This little guy helped me make quite a few friends on Saturday night.