Thursday, September 02, 2004


No, not really. No James Bond here. For those of you who might wonder about a book called "The Octopus" over there in the sidebar, it's actually about a greedy 1900's railroad company and their conflicts with California farmers. More or less; since I haven't finished it, how would I know what it's about? There's a romance in it, except that his girlfriend has been dead for 20 years, and that's creepy. He's partly a psychic cowboy. Don't worry about me reviewing this book, though; this is probably the most you'll ever hear about it out of me. Unless I like it a lot.

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