The Enchantress of Florence, by Salman Rushdie
This is one of those bastards that takes like 100 pages to really get you into it (which is almost a third of the way through), then it gets cooking. Which is annoying, Sal Bass.
Sophia Loren can really rock those rich old lady glasses, can’t she?
Weeks and weeks ago, Hopscotch, who is a pregnant lady herself, posted a link to that Garfunkel and Oates song on her blog. For some reason, that song did not really stick in my head at the time. Also, this week I heard “Business Time” by Flight of the Conchords on the radio. For some reason, these two songs have created a weird remix in my mind, so that every time I am in need of a song to sing to myself, I mix up “Effin’ son of a gun…” with “It’s business. Business time.” How am I doing this??