The one I found most messed up was "The World on Blood", in which certain special people get high off blood and baby's blood is the sweetest of all. Not sexually deviant, the way most of these seem to be, just.... messed up.

The trouble with those books is that he has a Message, and he's not shy about hitting you with it every chance he can.

No no no! Grunts is an awesome book. It's a complete parody/riposte/homage to the evil side of fantasy. She's very aware of what she's writing. Although honestly, I did like the beginning a lot more than the end.

Oh yeah. Partly because that shit's a little fucked up. She does not flinch from the crazy... Do you know how long it took me to get "Briarwood is the pretty poison, there is no cure for Briarwood" out of my head?

Yeah, that's the one. Dang. 5 years then?

Very neat. :)

I knew about Overclock, but not about the others...

Well hell! We have enough for a solid mini-convention here.

I'm still a n00b at getting stuck in DIA- we only spent 6 hours there, back when the major snowstorm hit a few years ago.

We were here four years ago for a major snow disaster. We flew out on the first plane to fly after they re-opened the airport. It had been shut for a couple days, stranding thousands and forcing red cross emergency response crews to distribute cots and bottled water; we flew back in on the last plane before the…

Hate you now.

Srsly? Wicked! Tell tales!

I thought that was curiosity.

Ever wonder if you were the wrong gender because of this? How much did you think, "something is wrong with me"? Or did you always know nothing was wrong with you, and couldn't figure out why people were so weird about it all?

I honestly thought those were photos of elephant trunks there for a minute, which led to the thought, elephants do math? Elephants did math before people?

This is great - unless the difficult person is a mysogynistic jerk. I tried and tried, and his contempt just came shining on through (sometimes very vocally and at a high volume) - but only to the two women in the office, never to the guys. Eventually I quit speaking to him about anything that wasn't work-related,…

I want to see a version that does this with bowling balls.

Ah. Very nice. Not traditional, but I think I like him much better without the yellow shirt open to his navel and the dubiously styled headgear.

I can safely say both I and my husband would go in a heartbeat.

Noooo, poor Dexter! He's doomed.