It’s all Alesia’s fault. She is the reason that I have been addicted to a certain teenage romance vampire series. Honestly, I like it, but I don’t love it. Not in the same way that I love my Phillipa Gregory princess books. In any case, I’m still addicted. And the vampire books seem to be sucking my blog brain dry.
I never could figure out how James always knew everything that had gone on in the sporting world. Football, baseball, basketball. Names, scores, amazing plays. Then he finally let me in on his secret. Apparently there is this show called SportsCenter that tells you everything you need to know about sports in 30 minutes. The secret to maintaining your manliness and your marriage. Just wait… bear with me, there is a link between SportsCenter and vampires.
So I’m quietly reading my e-book, fairly skeptical that kissing an ice cold, marble boy would really be any good… even if he is a super model, when a certain guy I know asks, “Have they played vampire baseball yet?”
“What?! How do you know they play baseball? What else do you know about this book?”
Said unnamed man I know rattles off: the vampire dad’s a doctor, there is a boy named Jacob, he’s a werewolf, she lives with her dad.
Uh. I don’t know what to say. I didn’t even know the werewolf thing– great, thanks for ruining the second book. This guy swears he has not read these books. I am highly suspicious that all of this knowledge is possible through ads and pop culture osmosis.
Can someone tell me which channel the 30 minute VampireCenter program is on?
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