the_best_book_tittle_ever gja too I do not blather alot, and, my preference is for single words... but heres my go at starting something. List follows: Workers Playtime Illywacker Bliss Please be quiet, pleae. Glmaouramrma (spelling?) And heres another thought - it must have been otherworldy impossibly fine to be part of the early blather evolution. Respect to you all. I have been coming here for only a few months - its been a levelling, deprecating, personalising, and, edifying place to be. I read your old blathes, sense your community, and, vicariously, get ANGRY, at senseless, crap gathering, worthless blathering - but who am I to judge. Ups - and "dance - (metaphor for live) like nobody is watching". BTW - that was a sign I saw written - on a plain cardboard box - held proudly high - on a facless Berlin street during Love Parade - an experience that no thinking human being should miss - tell you kids. "Carnival" with Joey and Norman Jay isnt a bad substitute either - just avoid the bad english temper at the end of the party - I have the pint glass scars to show it. 070613 ... THE CARVIVAL anything can happen ! yeah, when you role into the carnival ! 070614 ... raze i miss you, gja. as for great book titles, it might not be the best *ever*, but it sure gets the point across — jennette mccurdy's memoir "i'm glad my mom died" is equal parts hilarious and heartbreaking. and i haven't even read the thing. 251011 ... ovenbird Again, perhaps not the best EVER. But I would argue that a contender for best book title is Alastair MacLeod’s book of short stories called “The Lost Salt Gift of Blood.” That has always struck me as an evocative and powerful title and the stories live up to their heading. Alastair MacLeod’s book of collected stories (Island) is one of the best collections of short stories I have ever read. Over his entire lifetime MacLeod only published twenty short stories and one novel. He spent years on each story and over a decade crafting the novel, writing everything longhand on a yellow legal pad. It’s obvious that every single word was chosen with extraordinary care. Which reminds me—it’s probably time for a re-read. 251012 what's it to you? who go blather from