woo hoo! my Taxes are done. irs agents be damned.

on the way home from my target therapy session (a remedy for the undue stress caused by several failed attempts to complete my crapping taxes), i stopped at the library to pick up a book i had on hold and found this literary gem, shining like the north star on the used book carousel. i knew immediately that i had to have it.

the title says it all:

i let out a big "HA!" and went to the reference desk to give them a quarter for the previously owned 1976 harlequin romance.

you can't go wrong with a book whose back cover reads:

"'Women aren't welcome at Danes' Dyke,' the Inscrutable Thor Halden told Raine; nevertheless circumstances forced him to take her under his roof and to persuade her to masquerade as his wife for a time. Even before she found herself falling in love with him, it was a difficult situation for Raine. Would she ever be able to make him trust her?"

the guy on the cover who looks like a cross between the construction worker from the village people & the brawny lumberjack's scottish cousin twice-removed is named THOR and he's described as being "inscrutable." the chick's name is RAINE. they're at a place called DANES' [freakin'] DYKE.

and the first page alone makes references to tattoos, pylons and sheep shelters.

it's bound to be a classic.