I am not sure why anyone bothers anymore...

Somewhat recently, I celebrated the anniversary of my birth.  A good friend of mine (who may or may not post intriguing issues, experiences, and comments on this very blog) was feeling under the weather and could not attend the festivities, but this friend, nonetheless, generously gave me a gift card to Barnes & Noble.  This was clearly a noble attempt (no pun intended) to broaden my literary horizons from its current level of Maxim magazine and Get Fuzzy cartoons.  I do appreciate this gesture and feel that the gift was very nice.

Unfortunately, I cannot be saved.  Me and literary culture just cannot seem to get together.  This is what I purchased with said gift card: 1) Wedding Crashers Uncorked Edition DVD; 2) The Playboy Book: 50 Years; and 3) Playboy 50 Years: The Photographs.

It is too late for me.  Save yourself; go out and read The Catcher in the Rye (or some other really good book that your high school English teacher would be proud to know you are reading).

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[Batman]

I'm not sure why anyone ever bothered in the first place.