Slumpeddepmuls!

Work and family and work and soccer and work and politics and work and disc and work and shetty bleg and work and work all contribute to reading slumps, but nothing sparks a reading slump except a great novel, and it's official, 2666 has left a gigantic reading slump in its wake.

I've tried:

and

and

and even this, given to me as a late Giftmas present, the new translation from Pevear and Volokhonsky

Get my Bezukhov on, yo?

Suggestions are welcome, though consider this yet another prompt to get you read 2666, cause the quickest way out of a reading slump is to talk to someone about the book blocking the sluices.

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• Obama as Michael Corleone.
  
• First words and deeds.
• The word Dionne won't use is "pussies."
• I, however, will use the word "pussies."
• Neo-remorse.
• Sorta what I've been saying. But there WAS a cult of personality built around W

he just fucked it up.

• BBC as Fox.
• Israel's Lies.
• Goliath's peace plan.
• Fuck Clarksburg, Ike Leggett, Doug Duncan.
• I would like to think the decline is due to better parenting, but no.
• I shit you not

Geriatric care be expensive, yo, not to mention the daily flushing of Garcia's embalming fluid.

• Speaking of suck, this guy's basketball team SUCKS! so much he now goes to hockey games.
• Read The Rambly One.
• Google and the future of books.
• Richard responds to this in his excellent rumination on that particular novel.
• Jim joins in, tangentially.
• NBCC Award time. Bolaño and Hemon I've raved about, Robinson I haven't read (and probably won't read - I don't get the love, which is on me, not her). The last two, Trenchmouth Taggert and Olive Kitteridge, I'm not familiar with.
• Here's the poetry nominations: KLEINZAHLER!
• Friday Hope Blogging (do!).
• Wanna hear the title cut of the new Robyn Hitchcock LP? 
• Please please please listen to Here We Go Magic's Tunnelvision. (h/t Obscure Sound).
• Darkblack has some jazz for you (in case you forgot what early Miles Davis sounded like).
• Cotton Jones: start with Gotta Cheer Up.

Updates later, but probably not.

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My head, your head: