I love when I am clinked through to a post about something as inocuous as The Darma Bums (and the description totally, unbelieveably is so succenct in its breakdown of the book I couldn't and wouldn't have been able to have said it better), and I see "kraft dinner". And immediately... I say (aloud mind you).... hooo haw Canadian. Why is it is that American's call it Macaroni and Cheese and Canadians call it Kraft Dinner? Thank you Doppelganger slash 50 books for the ponderie of the day. And one more bandwagon that I want to jump onto...An acheiveable reading challenge/goal. I will begin ... now. Ok in an hour when I leave the house and go sit with my Grandfather and Grandma for a bit.