I finished reading Kyle Smith's Love Monkey, and I have to say that it got better and better as the story went along. So many truly laugh-out-loud moments and great substance to a book that could have been just fluff. And, I loved having an inside look at the perspective of a single man who is right around my age. Now I've moved on to Anne Tyler's Digging to America. She is one of my very favorite authors, and while I'm tempted to plow right through because the writing is so good, I'm forcing myself to read it Very Slowly. I became an Anny Tyler junkie in middle school after reading Dinner at the Homesick Restaurant, and fell in love with her as an author after A Slipping Down Life. Yet, I think the very best is her first novel If Morning Ever Comes (published in 1964!). My love for her is enduring, and I'm so thrilled when a new one comes out that I do my best to savor it.

Just saw that the new season of Entourage premieres on September 7th. Yessssss!

Em and I watched the movie Broken English (Parker Posey) the other day. Loved it! It goes well with the Screaming Banshee guest post. I'm looking forward to seeing it again even.

I've decided that electronics don't like me. I lost my MP3 player at Christmas. This week my laptop pretty much crapped out and my digital camera died. We can't forget my numerous car issues over the years (although Trixie seems to be doing fine now). Let me tell ya, I bet my TV and DVD player are sweating bullets. They know the outlook is not good. In my typical Megan method, I quickly selected and ordered a new computer. I work with a bunch of tech geeks who can give me decent recommendations, which is a good thing, because I really dislike researching options and "shopping around." I have no patience for it and quickly become overwhelmed. Instead, I pick one that sounds decent enough because I can select a cool color and design for it, and have a web cam integrated to make chatting with Trav easy. :-) I've chosen a digital camera to order because it's highly-rated and affordable...and it comes in a color I like. Yep. That's my reasoning.

Recently, friend Jen went out with a guy who made a comment that could have been sensitive to her, and he quickly apologized. Jen says this guy pulled The Megan (inadvertently insulting dates technique), so naturally I'm on board with her going out with him. It's looking like I'll have opportunities to use The Megan again this week. Exciting!

So, the subject of the Spitter came up again at a Girls' Night following the lunchtime disclosure. I'd recovered from my shock, and now I had questions.

Me: So, Lovely Friend, what I really want to know here is what did you do? I mean, did everything come to a halt? Or, did you figure you better 'make this one count' and start digging deep in your throat?

Enter friends giggling and making throat-clearing noises.

LF: I didn't really know what to do, so I just gave him a really sloppy kiss.

Well. There you have it. Ewwwwwwwww. One of my friends started referring to the guy as the Spittoon. Fitting.