I've been running around like a chicken trying to escape a date in Popeye's deep fryer with last-minute details for my vacation that's scheduled to officially jump off in another 4 hours, 45 minutes and 27 seconds. The eagerness is showing through like a neon bra underneath a wifebeater, ain't it? I've got the bags 98% packed, uploading my catalog of tunes on the ol' iPod as I type and I've been mentally ready for some much needed fun-in-the-sun for weeks now.

So while I'll be snoozing on my way to destination paradise, there's no time better than the present to catch up on my fix of fictional fantasy, true crime mysteries and the world according to the voices of sanity who continue to put things in proper perspective.

Care to take a peek inside my beach tote? C'mon, you know you wanna...



Bliss by Danyel Smith. Of course I had to show love for my fellow blog diva holdin' it down! I'm bringing this back without drink spills because I want my copy signed and posed like an Urban Outfitters window piece on my nightstand for ambiance.






The Interruption of Everything by Terry McMillan. I'm so ovah the "pink elephant in the room was ignored" pity party she's been throwing in the press as of late, but I've gotten good word-of-mouth buzz on this.






Genevieve by Eric Jerome Dickey. What's the point of going away if you don't have the obligatory trashy camp read?







Remains Silent by Michael Baden & Linda Kenney. I'm absolutely hooked on HBO's Autopsy series, so it's only fitting that Baden's first foray into novels would be worth a look see. It hits the shelves mid-August, but having a hookup has its perks, dahlings.





Post-Soul Nation: The Explosive, Contradictory, Triumphant, and Tragic 1980's as Experienced by African Americans (Previously Known as Blacks and Before That Negroes) by Nelson George. The shot of intellectual musings I need to keep me grounded on the way back while mentally preparing to return to the corporate plantation.




So, it's time to bid my fellow bloggers farewell for the next few days while I soak up some rays and get even more scrumptiously Hershey-fied. See ya'll on the flip side of another rant soon. Peace.