February 27, 2008
The Un-Jane Austen Book Club
I started with a new book club last night, and I left wanting to make miniature versions of each of the women to keep in a box under my bed. Our splendid meeting reminded me of two cardinal Kris rules:

1) I am utterly obsessed with bright, funny females, particularly those who allow you to express your dislike for the month's book with tipsy, shrill words and the excessive use of hand gestures. It might better us all should the gals of DC abandon men and just start dating one another.

2) Never, ever order a glass of Pinot Noir at an Irish bar.


24 Comments:

Blogger Nic said...

I want a group like that in Philadelphia. And why no Pinot Noir? How can I be happy with out my Pinot?!?!?!

Blogger Melliferous Pants said...

Totally jealous.

Blogger Ashley said...

a friend of a friend started a book club like that here - so excited for the first meet up in march. is it bad that i'm more excited about going to a wine bar than actually talking about books.

1) I'm quitting my book club, can I join yours?

2) Harp, my friend. Harp.

Blogger Diane Mandy said...

Or Guinness, if you can take it.

Blogger Gwen said...

How can you not love a book club that takes place in an Irish bar?

Blogger WildbillthePirate said...

What's the Book?

Blogger Paige Jennifer said...

Admit it - you're only in the book club because they meet at a place with a liquor license! Like if they were meeting at Starbucks you'd be all, I'm busy. Oh, and I'm not passing judgment because I'd make the same decision.

Blogger GreenCanary said...

I could do with some snarking on a book while gesticulating wildly. When's the next meetin'?

Blogger Alexandra said...

I never had much luck with bookclubs. The first I joined was way too serious about the books. The second was nothing about the books but all about babies, and diapers, and baby puke.
Haven't found the right demographics for me,no?

Yours sounds excellent though. And Pinot Noir is always appropriate! Irish pub or not!

Blogger Melina said...

I'm jealous. I want to start one! Nic I live out in the suburbs of Philly...maybe we can set one up???

Blogger Scarlet Hip said...

You had a book club at an Irish bar? That's it, I'm moving to DC.

Blogger Alison said...

I was kind of thinking the same thing as Paige Jennifer. Not judging here, either. Book Club at the local coffeehouse doesn't hold the same appeal as Book Club in a local bar.

Blogger Heather B. said...

RE: #2 Oh Kris, honey, why? Just no.

Must I come down there and drag your ass to Sonoma? Don't make me do it.

Blogger M said...

the result of my last book club was me reading "the shadow of the wind." never again. at least not for awhile.

Blogger Kristabella said...

That is exactly how my book club is. We've begun calling it wine club and sometimes we talk about books.

Blogger Kelly said...

What a fan-frickin'-tastical way to remind you that you are all aesome. Over and over again!

If YOU hear of any good books, please pass those recommendations this way. :)

Blogger Ryane said...

My last book club should've been called "Psycho Hose Beastesses on Parade". Unfortunately, not only did these girls not want to talk about books (just other members and one another), they also didn't really seem too interested in the whole alcohol angle either. I should've known...right from the beginning...not the book club for me. ;-)

Blogger Skyzi said...

I wish I could find someone here in BFE, Alabama who could read, tell a joke and drink.....no, no, not judging (so judging!).

Blogger legallyheidi said...

i've been looking for a book club in DC like that :/ where did you find yours??

Blogger kris said...

The book was THE DOUBLE BIND. Read at your own risk.

And I was invited to join the club by a friend . . . have those of you who expressed interest posted something to your sites? To Craigslist?

Blogger deeeeeetroit said...

I was asked to no longer join my book club meetings because of my unwavering stance on the dual protagonists Dick and Jane. Don't get me started on that Spot fellow either....you just know his character represents the faceless corporate machine!

Now that I think about it people have stopped inviting me to a lot of things.

Blogger kris said...

Actually, you aren't invited back because we can't stand the scent of Aqua Velva.

Blogger Roxy said...

Yikes! Never order wine at an Irish bar... unless you've sauced yourself up enough not to notice.

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