faster pussycat... type! type!

Right now, I am listening to Bram Stoker's Dracula, in the car. I think that is why I keep finding errands to run. Since I am not working, I am not commuting.. not as much story time. The male narrator sounds just like Wesley from Buffy/Angel, and I like him very much. In my mind it's Wesley telling me the story of Dracula. Scruffy tough Wesley with the shivs hidden up his sleeves, not awkward, geeky Wesley. Oh either one, it doesn't matter. The female narrator is ok, when she's reading women, but when she had to do the voice of the old man, sitting with Lucy and Mina in the graveyard, over looking the harbor and complaining about the lies people put on gravestones... it was PAINFUL. Reminiscent of Dick Van Dyke in Mary Poppins. It doesn't help that this is a particularly slow part of the book, in my opinion. I was thrilled when we moved back to the Doctor and Renfileld. When I last left them in the car, Renfield had just eaten up all of his pet swallows and was barfing up feathers. Now that's a story!!