Thursday, November 10, 2005


I've been reading a couple of Jim Butcher's "Harry Dresden" books recently, but I might need to stop. I think they're stalking me.

On the first working day after starting one of these books, there was a bright blue 1974 Volkswagen Beetle sitting prominently across the street from my bus stop, with a "For Sale" sign in the window. It's still there now, a week later. (If you haven't read any of the books, this probably makes no sense, but Dresden drives a car he calls the "Blue Beetle" and talks about it far too much. Come to think of it, it's probably a nod to Sue Grafton.)

I wonder if that car will mysteriously disappear when I finish reading Blood Rites?

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