I finally finished Girl of My Dreams by Morgan Mandel. It's a humorous romance novel set in the world of reality TV, and I found it quite enjoyable.
On the day before Valentine's Day, my friend Paul and I were heading out to lunch. Our path took us through the Barnes and Noble on the ground floor of our office building. As we neared the door, this lady started talking to us, asking us if maybe we would like to buy a romance novel as a V-day present for our wives. "Maybe you haven't bought anything yet," she commented. She was the author, "Morgan Mandel" herself, set up at one of those book-signing tables.
Well, I had bought something already, and Marsha doesn't read romance novels, but I admired her salesmanship so I bought a copy.
Now I'm moving on to another book: Evolution in Four Dimensions: Genetic, Epigenetic, Behavioral, and Symbolic Variation in the History of Life.
Is there a connection? Of course!
After all, romance
Is a form of human mating dance.
2 comments:
I noticed you said "ground floor" of your office building. Indians say that too. But I thought Americans say "first floor" when referring to the floor on ground level.
That's funny. I hesitated when I wrote that.
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