...reading...

I took a short break from Third Cinema film theory and shifts in Bolivian peasant mobilizations to get back in touch with my inner Jersey girl (that's NEW Jersey...in the United States of America....sometimes the Brits don't get it...) by reading another Stephanie Plum novel (by Janet Evanovich). Not only did it reconnect me to my homeland, but also made me realize that New Jersey and Cambridge, England aren't so differente after all....of course most of the pileups here are of bikes...

"The sky was overcast, threatening rain. No surprise there. Rain is de rigueur for Jersey in April. Steady gray drizzle that encourages statewide bas hair and couch potato mentality. In school they used to teach us that April showers bring May flower. April showers also bring twelve-car pileups on the Jersey Turnpike and swollen, snot-clogged sinuses. The upside to this is that we frequently have reason to shop for new cars in Jersey, and we're recognized worldwide for our distinctive nasal version of the English language..." Seven Up p. 93