For the past few weeks my life has turned into a sort of
James Patterson novel; literally. Justin has developed this obsession with
reading that man’s books. If I opened a drawer-there was the cover of one of
James Patterson’s books staring up at me as though I had found it doing
something wrong. Our coffee table was never without a half a dozen of his
novels. The backseat of Justin’s car; littered with James Patterson, James
Patterson JAMES PATTERSON. Wikipedia
alleges that there have been more than 300 million of his novels sold; I allege
that Justin has purchased them all.
Finally Justin brought home a book shelf and it is slowly
filling up. At least I can tolerate all
the books being in one location rather than spread about the apartment’s nooks
and crannies. I am planning on sneaking some of my books on there; like Harry
Potter and The Lord of the Rings series. We shall see if I can get away with
it.
Last week when we had our date night you may recall that Ibargained down from going to a movie to renting one from Hastings and going fora walk. Well after we had picked out our movies this happened….
Like a kid in a candy store. In all seriousness I am happy
that he chooses to read to keep himself entertained; rather than getting a
hooker, smoking crack or any of the like.
