Or something. Whatever the kids who shake like Polaroids listen to these days. That's what the title of this entry is referring to. Now get off my lawn.

Still scouring around the Webbernet for summer booklists, people, and approximately zero loyal readers have sent me links to summer reading lists. I am the most unloved evil genius on the planet. If anyone needs me I'll be in my lair, sulking and shooting at pigeons with my laser.

• SF Chronicle's Summer 2004 Reading list sucks. I've ordered the author terminated with my big freekin' satellite laser.
• Check out The Summer 2004 Booksense Kid Picks. Laugh all you want, but Jen and I are reading Sabriel by Garth Nix, and although it's a kids' book, it's so good it knocked our socks not only off, but up. Beat that, Rushdie!
• Vermont bloggah Fluid Motion's Hott ones for summer amuses me greatly.
• Bookmunch is always tasty, no matter the season.
• Ponder UC Berkeley's recommended summer reading list for incoming freshmen. It has Neal Stephenson's Snow Crash! It's sassy!

Okay now, look at that list. It is so small. It is so woefully puny, it will keep me out of trouble for exactly 3 hours and 12 minutes. Or has the summer reading list gone out of vogue? I have no idea, but remember: an unhappy evil genius is a dangerous evil genius.

Plus, I tried finishing The Lost Voyage last night, and although I'm down to the last 12 minutes, I couldn't do it. So I don't spoil it for y'all, the edday othermay omescay ackbay. Uddenlysay. Eamingscray. I don't know if any of you can imagine the trauma caused by such an event, so let me simply say that geniuses aren't born evil; it takes training, and this is part of that training. Also, Day of the Dead looks a lot like the tryouts for Michael Jackson's Thriller video, ("Love what you've done with the 'missing jawbone' thing. Are those gummy worms?") so I should be safe to get through that one even after dark.