3 years ago i hated reading but then it changed :) thanks to the wonderful author these books☺️
Books have powers. As I tell the kids and teens who come into the library saying they hate to read: There’s a million books in this place, just keep trying until you find one that will make you love reading. At least two kids have told me that they hated reading until they found that one magical book that made reading joyful in the 8 years I’ve been a librarian. Those are beautiful memories.
I can’t quite put my finger on it, but I love Honey Boo Boo. I think she’s just, I don’t know exactly, so matter of fact with her wisdom. Kind of like—there it is, deal with it. Say what you will about them, that family loves each other.
When I saw Bruno Mars perform the sexy song Gorilla on the 2013 MTV Music Awards, I was hooked. I bought it on iTunes the next day and I’ve played it each day since. It was the soundtrack to my workouts on the stationary bike; to my walking to the bus stop in thigh high boots; to reading my steamiest romance novels; and to even cooking Thanksgiving dinner.
After my 3 month love affair with this song, I finally decided to look for the official video on YouTube/Vevo. I’m not sure what I was imagining the video to look like, but it wasn’t what was created. Sure I was expecting some objectification (both male and female) because it is a song about some serious hard core f*cking. I was thinking blue lights, red lights, sweat, skin, two people in simulated acts of sex, singing and a parental warning. Well, I got most of that. Except it takes place in a strip club. The song ends up being the soundtrack to a strip show. I was hoping to be a voyeur to simulated intimacy and love between two people (characters). The song is a 4 minute wooing from a man to a woman but the video tells a different tale. Strip clubs and stripping, which I’m not against, is not really about one on one intimate interactions but group on one—the collective viewing of the one object. What ultimately disappoints me is that I just wasn’t part of the collective.