Christopher Moore! Christopher Moore! Christophe…*faints*

I’m a little bit in adoration of Christopher Moore, I gotta tell you. We even have a six degrees of separation thing. My beautiful friend Jana, who lives in San Francisco, lived in an apartment underneath him. When I wrote…

When My Ears Burn, It HAS To Be Good . . .

For this Monday I thought I’d fire off a couple of recommendations. One is a film and one is a novel, but what both have in common is some of the most creative, hilarious use of vulgar language I’ve heard…