The Happiest Hour – 11/8/19

For anyone feeling like they had a crappy week: at least you didn’t meet a bestselling author in the bathroom while your hands were submerged in your mouth, extracting your Invisalign.

Here’s what you missed this week:

  • For anyone who has been personally victimized by Regina George, or Twitter. (Buzzfeed)
  • It’s the end of Oscar book season in France, and we want to know how we get on the invite list. (Literary Hub)
  • In honor of this #grateful season: America’s first banned book, written by the Lord of Misrule. (Atlas Obscura)
  • Read on for useful tips for combatting the Lit Bro. (Literary Hub)

Cheers,

EV

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The Happiest Hour – 10/5/19

“Oh Crystal Palace, how I’ve missed you,” said no one ever.

The temporary home to myself and New York’s ritziest pigeons carries the delicate scent of greasy fries and body odor. And we still have the rest of the weekend to spend together.

Here’s what you missed this week:

 

Cheers,

EV

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The Happiest Hour – 7/13/19

What does it say about you when you’re shopping for a high school graduation present for your little cousin, and your eye goes straight for the cute wine tumbler? Nothing good, right? I’m afraid of the kind of mother I’ll be.

Here’s what you missed this week:

  • “’I’m trying not to be too Sherlock Holmes about it, but if there’s such a thing as a quite distinctive rip, well, he or she rips the page in half horizontally and sometimes removes half the page.’” That is a real quote, from a real news story, about the Book Ripper. You heard it here first, ladies and gentlemen. (The Guardian)
  • Bless the librarian who created the noise hotline. (Buzzfeed)
  • I’ve got the morbs because I was poked up about the bald-headed butter. Let’s make this a thing again. (Open Culture)
  • All hail the OG troll, Hans Traxler. (Atlas Obscura)

 

Cheers,

EV

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