Was it because of Valentine's Day or what?

Last week I chuckled when I looked over at my TBR pile and saw the following titles in close proximity to one another:

The Other Hollywood: The Uncensored Oral History of the Porn Film Industry, by Legs McNeil;

Snuff, by Chuck Palahniuk;

Intercourse: Stories, by Robert Olen Butler; and

Sex Collectors: The Secret World of Consumers, Connoisseurs, Curators, Creators, Dealers, Bibliographers, and Accumulators of "Erotica," by Geoff Nicholson.

All in all in put me in mind of the Simpsons episode where Homer comes home with a bag of porno magazines, panty liners, illegal fireworks, and an enema, and as Marge unnpacks the bag, she says, "I don't know what you had planned for tonight, Homer, but count me out." And yes, I am aware that this is a slightly sacrilegious Ash Wednesday post. But my mother doesn't have internet access and no one's going to tell her, right?

Comments

[Melanie]

Snuff is an interesting book. It's the only Palahniuk books I've read, so I don't know if it's typical of his writing. Someday I'll read another one of his.

My Mom reads my blog regularly. Now she's making noises about getting on Facebook too. It's been nice having a Mom free zone on the internet, but I think that time is over. Not that I would ever say anything my Mom couldn't see, but it's been nice knowing I could.

[Citizen Reader]

Melanie,
Well, I can't say that "Snuff" did a whole lot for me, but I did enjoy Palahniuk's "Haunted," and his travel book about Portland was quite well done too (Fugitives and Refugees).

Of course my Mom wouldn't be shocked by any of this, but she's happy without the Internet, so I'm happy for her, and not in any hurry to get her on it.

[Rebecca]

Your secret is safe with me!

What does it say about my Catholocity (I just now made that word up, can you tell?) that I forgot it was Ash Wednesday. Did not go to Mass. I had already decided I was not giving up anything for Lent this year (I am pretty much all filled up on giving up things for the year), but it never crossed my mind that I should probably go to Mass. Well, I guess I have the excuse that I haven't gone to Mass in, oh, like, a year. But I was going to be better. So much for that.

[Citizen Reader]

Thanks, Rebecca, for not telling on me. Sometimes what my Mom doesn't know definitely won't hurt her. :)

And, there's always tomorrow to be better, right? Sadly, that's the way all my resolutions work out.