At long last I’m done with the Billy Tipton book. As I was finishing up with it, in the 1950s, I saw “White Christmas,” which matched up pretty eerily. Bing Crosby, Rosemary Clooney (who got a couple mentions in the book), and some other musicians save Christmas for an old general. It hit some similar stuff on the way: showpeople are a fabulous group apart, Crosby and Danny Kaye sing a song called “Sisters” in which they vow not to let men come between them (due to wacky hijinks!), and a bunch of men of their generation get together in uniform on Christmas Eve (presumably their honorable camaraderie is more powerful than their dislike of driving to Vermont with one day’s notice).
Results!: Autobiography of Red wins with 4 votes, followed by Vampire D with 3, Memoirs of the Comtesse de Boigne and A Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll Never Do Again with 1 apiece, and Iris Murdoch with nothing. If anyone has poll-closing powers, let me know.
Poetry-reading will commence during laundry time tomorrow, and the next poll will go up shortly after that.