My future son-in-law, the Dustinator, is a very bad & wicked man. He left one of his books at my house, and when I ran out of stuff to read, I innocently picked it up and started in on it.

Now I have to buy every damned book that Christopher Moore has ever written.

On the bright side, I spent a day & a half reading — nay, devouring — A Dirty Job, giggling uncontrollably the whole while, and now I have several more books to look forward to. On the not-bright side, that means there are several books that I have to buy, and books aren’t cheap.

But mixed emotions about books are my favorite kind of mixed emotions.