I think it is time I revealed some information about myself as I think there may be some confusion out there. My blog name is Bookdwarf, but I am not, in fact, a dwarf or little person. It is just a name. I am 5’6″ to be precise. And a girl! And yes, I do work at a bookstore, but not as a ‘clerk’. I work in the office as the backlist buyer. I am a Virgo and will be turning 29 soon. I have spent my whole life on the eastern side of the US, some in the Deep South (no accent) and some in New England (no Boston accent as of yet). I went to a small liberal arts college and tried going to graduate school for Classics. We didn’t agree with one another. And that is me in a few lines.

The Dante’s Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell – The City of Dis!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Take the Dante’s Inferno Hell Test

Thanks to TEV and Bondgirl for the link.

I found this link on Cup of Chica—Urban Asshole Notification Cards. They are all colorful and look like a regular greeting card. On the back, they have a list of objectionable things for you to check off for your asshole. I want to give them to those MASSPIRG assholes who ask me everyday on my way to lunch, “Do you have a few minutes for the environment?” Did I have time yesterday? No. Do you want money from me? Yes. Can I afford to give it to you? No. Stop talking.

I am still alive everyone. Been a strange week or two. Last week was the DNC here in Boston as everyone knows. I posted about attending a great event and Bunkosquad more eloquently discussed it here and V-Bunny talks about it here. Except for the television coverage, you would not have know it were taking place in Cambridge. However, I did have one cool incident. My friends and I know a bartender who works at Noir in the Charles Hotel. Now, the Clintons and other big names were staying there last week and several people I know spotted them around. We went there on Tuesday night hoping to see someone. I mean, its a sad state of affairs when not only political celebrities but movie and telelvision celebrities are swarming the city and you see nothing. Well, here we are drinking martini’s at this bar and the Clintons and entourage swarm in the place. Awesome. Our first celebrity siting. Bill was not around, but Hilary and Chelsea looked great. There were lots of young people in suits and stuff trying to look suitably impressive as well. I guess it was one of Chelsea’s friend’s birthday because they wheeled in this giant chocolate cake topped with some sort of chocolate sculpture and everyone broke into song. And then Madeleine Albright and two aides swept in as well. Now I admit, I was starstruck. Here was a woman who achieved a level of power and respect few of us can even imagine. So I went and talked to her (I was on my third martini). We chatted. I held her drink as she signed autographs and then she was gone. And that is my big DNC story. I saw no one else. No Affleck. No Cynthia Nixon. But I did get to meet one of the most powerful women around.

Don’t expect much from me right now. Have hit some turbulence.

Salon reports that Linda Ronstadt was booted from the Aladdin casino for praising Michael Moore and encouraging people to go see his new movie during a performance. Can this really be true? The article says that some people booed and got up to leave. But so what? Can you really be barred from working at Aladdin casino for expressing an opinion? I for one will not go lose my money there the next time I am in Vegas.

Maud pointed out this Canadian line of braille t-shirts which can only be read by the touch. Available phrases include ‘harder faster deeper’ and ‘i need a licking’. How about ‘if you are touching me you are too close’? Or ‘if you are reading this, you are about to die’?

Bobby Fischer, eccentric chess genius, was taken into custody by Japanese immigration after allegedly trying to leave Japan with an invalid passport. Why this guy is so fascinating to us, I cannot figure out. Maybe he’s the asshole genius we all wish we could be? I don’t know. This article did reveal some things about him that I did not know: he’s a total anti-Semite. I have been wanting to read Bobby Fischer Goes to War about the great Fischer-Spassky match in 1972. Now, I am not so sure.

Update: Here is a really fascinating look at the decline of Bobby Fischer from the Atlantic.

I took the John Hughes quiz and got this:

China still cool.

Well, its Friday. We had some good news and some bad news today. The House voted to leave the Patriot Act as is, but a Senate Intelligence Committee reported that the key assertions for going to war were wrong. The CIA suffered from political pressure to report what was wanted. Great. Our CIA is subjected to peer pressure and they cave. But at least more and more people are now saying what some have though all along. Saddam Hussein had no weapons of mass destruction. And there was no link between Iraq and Al Quaeda. I am going to say ‘Shut up Cheney’ ahead of time because you know he is going to disagree again.
Also of note, the records that could establish what exactly Bush was doing during his service in the Texas National Guard have been “inadvertently” distroyed. Right.