Darn… they switched from the Monkey Man cover to this. I hope I had nothing to do with it. My ego is as big enough as it is. If I had anything at all to do with this cover change, my brain will just explode. ‘Sides, I would be a total asshole if I even thought I had anything to do with this. Maybe the author saw the cover, shat a brick, and got on the phone right away to her editor, screaming bloody murder, threatening to kill the editor’s family if Monkey Man With the Brillo Pad Hair wasn’t yanked and replaced. I think I like that story better. It’s funnier. Though this cover is immensely better than the previous one, it’s still not perfect. I can’t ever be satisfied, go figure. I look at this cover and I’m thinkin’, “Somebody get Ben Stein on the phone ’cause that giant eye in the corner needs Visine!” I can’t just can’t get past that gooey, oozing Conjunctivitis goodness. Staring at this cover, I suddenly have this intense desire to wash my hands vigorously and obsessively keeping them from touching my face. Damn, my eyes are itching right now. I’m gonna get so pissed if I get pink eye from this.

I think I would have also preferred seeing the girl’s entire face. Either cut off her head entirely or show the whole thing! With her face cut off like that, it just looks like the author ran out of room. ::sigh:: Why can’t I ever be content? Don’t worry, kids, I’m seeing a nice lady about it.

Thanks again for the heads up, Shanna. Oh, and this cover review is dedicated to my lord and master, Aaron Spelling. He showed us a world of shoulder pads, Brenda Walsh, and wig-ripping goodness. Most importantly, he taught all of us the proper way to be a bitch. I’ll drink a glass of Cristal for you, homey!

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