Wednesday, December 21, 2005

how sad am i?

I had a dream that involved the BSC last night. Well, not really the BSC, but my search for BSC books...

I was visiting the dream-version of a city I may be moving to in real life, and I found a used bookstore in a pseudo-Chinatown-esque warehouse district (note: this particular small city has no Chinatown). So, I'm browsing, and they have the MOTHERLOAD of BSC books. Only problem is, they only have the later ones, which I wasn't familiar with...Now, in real-life, these titles don't exist. I wish I could remember some of the titles and cover art that my twisted little head came up with...

Sorry, I didn't have time to read one of the books this week...Hopefully, I'll have time to do some reading over the holiday weekend...

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Well, we all make mistakes; or, BSC #19: Claudia and the Bad Joke

Sometimes, although not nearly as much as when I’m watching the John Hughes oeuvre, I wonder where the parents in Stoneybrook are. Not necessarily the parents of the BSC’s charges, but the parents of the BSC members. I know that they show up for advice, or to punish the BSC members for not doing their homework. But when something serious is going on, where are they? Seriously.

So, the BSC gets a new client; Betsy Sobak looooooves practical jokes and making everyone else’s lives hell, as several peripheral characters tell Claudia. But she shows up to her job as prepared as she can be, but by the end of the job, she’s in the hospital with a broken leg, thanks to the little scamp. So, Claudia’s out of babysitting commission for, like, 3 months. And she’s thinking about quitting babysitting. Understandable. Then, Mrs. Sobak calls back to get another sitter – woman’s got balls – and the BSC declares practical joke war. Now, here’s where I go, “The FUCK?” Now, I was a goody-goody, but I would have said, “I’m sorry, ma’am, but we cannot sit for a charge that puts any member in physical danger.” And, if I were a parent of a baby-sitter, I’d be all “You are forbidden from sitting for little devil child from hell whose parents never taught her mumble mumble swear mumble…”

So, blah, joke war. Stupid. Finally, Kristy wins it by really embarrassing little Betsy in public and being kinda cruel. And the big moral is…Claudia was embarrassed and that’s why she thought about quitting. But don’t worry, she’s sticking around, stinky cast and all.


Monday, December 05, 2005

She’s such a party pooper; or, BSC #64: Dawn’s Family Feud

Full disclosure: I picked this one because they take a trip to Boston, and I’ll be down in Boston (well, technically Cambridge) later this week for a really important job interview. So, I’ve got Boston on the brain.

To the bat-book! Dawn’s crazy excited because her younger brother, Jeff, is coming to visit. But his visit doesn’t go very well. The Pike triplets—oh horror of horrors--don’t play soccer! And Richard (Mary Anne’s dad) is completely NOT athletic, and he takes Jeff to museums (what can I say, he’s a PBS dad!), which Dawn thinks is “ruining Jeff’s vacation.” Meanwhile, Jeff’s being a whiny little bitch, and Dawn keeps defending him (which I can’t quite figure out, cause when I was that age, and my little bro was being a little shit, it drove me nuts). And Dawn and Mary Anne start fighting.

So, they go on a long weekend to Boston…Short version of vacation: the kids’ fighting totally ruins the adult’s vacay, complete with Mary Anne sleeping in their room, effectively preventing any naked fun for the parents. [Okay, so they’ve got 2 rooms at the Parker House, which is ultra-expensive; now, they make a big deal out of how Kristy’s rich now, but the Spiers must not be hurtin’ for cash. Oh, and they stop for gas in Providence, which is funny for me, cause my hate for Providence knows no bounds—don’t ask.] They do nothing but fight when they’re together, so they start splitting up, Schafers vs the Spiers, as the cover says. Finally, the parents get pissed and let the kids know. So, they go home early, and finally make up during a family portrait session. (Yeah, right.)

And Richard sings this song that I thought was that Phantom Planet song that’s the theme for the O.C., but it’s actually an Al Jolson song from the 20s.

Oh, other story: one single-parent family with three kids is dating another with four kids…

I liked all the references to real places in my section of the world, even if they stopped in Providence for gas… I know it right on 95, but it’s a city. Sure, it’s a crappy little city with major issues and a giant inferiority complex, but why would you stop in a city. I mean, get gas in East Greenwich or Woonsocket. Whatever.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Jazzy Jo Dupre and the Fly Boys; or, BSC #61: Jessi and the Awful Secret

I always liked the books about Jessi and her dancing. She always seemed more complete than other characters, although ANM’s portrayal of the dancing world was more than a little na├»ve. And I liked that she had something other than babysitting…and I know Claudia has her art, and Kristy has her jock, and Mallory has her writing, but I liked that Jessi had something bigger than I had…Cause I liked writing, and I played sports, and I took art classes, but I didn’t dance…

Anyway, Jessi volunteers to help with a six week ballet class for “underprivileged” kids. One of the other volunteers is Mary, who is also in Jessi’s regular ballet classes. When all the volunteers go out for fast food (yeah, right, ballet students going out for fast food after class…my ass), Mary doesn’t eat, she just pushes her food around. She also obsesses about her body in the locker room, if that’s what it’s called in ballet. Well, Jessi gets to worrying, especially after Mary collapses in class. After checking in with the BSC, she decides to confront Mary about her anorexia. Well, of course, Mary denies it; what, has Jessi never seen that tv movie starring Tracey Gold? Or that one after school special? Or Center Stage? Then Jessi talks to big, scary French ballet teacher…and all is well in the world of ballet, you know the one that encourages healthy bodies and even healthier body image. Oh, and Kristy’s MILLIONAIRE stepdad sponsors a scholarship for two of the underprivileged kids.

Now, I give ANM credit for addressing the major issue of eating disorders, but I find it hard to believe that none of those girls had ever come across anorexia before…

No real secondary story to speak of, just a lot of baby-sitting for crazy Karen Brewster and Co.

PS--my real life has been interrupting my BSC blogging, so my new goal is one post a week, on Monday or Tuesday. 'Kay?

Sunday, November 27, 2005

Confusing Cover Art

I love how the cover paintings of the books are so inconsistent...Not only do characters look different ages from cover to cover, but sometimes they're just plain wrong. How many times do the books mention that Dawn's hair is crazy long and super white-blond, yet on the covers, she and Stacey have the same hair--shoulder length, medium blond, really full...No hippy-dippy bleached out long hair...The covers from after I stopped reading do a better job with the ages than the early ones. Sometimes they look 13 or so, but other times they look like they're old enough to vote. And Jessi. She looks like completely different girls from cover to cover; everything looks different, from facial features to hair length.

Anyway, I'm sorry I haven't updated in a little while. My regular life has been all over the place lately. I'll be posting either tomorrow or Tuesday.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Thursday, November 17, 2005

The new Dawn was cool; or, BSC #50: Dawn’s Big Date

So, why do these bitches get mad at their friends for changing their looks? Not just in this one, but also in the-not-yet-recapped Mary Anne’s Makeover. Apparently, when you start to look even a little different, you are a traitorous bitch…at least in Ann M. Martin’s world.

Anyway, this book is kinda a sequel to BSC #37: Dawn and the Older Boy. At the end of that travesty, Mary Anne schemes to get Dawn into a long distance thing with Lewis Bruno, Logan’s cousin in Louisville. Well, in this one, Lewis is coming to visit. And Dawn freaks out. Even though he seems to like her in his letters, Dawn just can’t believe any boy would like her as she is. So she decides she needs to get cool…So she goes to the proto-Hot Topic store in the mall and buys some “wild” clothes and changes her hair. Mary Anne helps a lot, making Dawn think that Mary Anne thinks that Dawn is all wrong (so confusing). But on top of changing her look, she adopts sullen cool-girl persona. Well, when Lewis shows up, he doesn’t know what to make of “the new Dawn.” (Sidebar: apparently Lewis is 13 or 14, and he’s 5’10”. Um, isn’t he a little young to be that tall? Boys don’t growth spurt until 15 or 16, usually, right? Plus, in the cover painting, he looks about 19.)

After some disastrous get-togethers, Dawn finally realizes she’s being a twat, and changes into jeans and a sweatshirt (which apparently is the chosen apparel of the California casual individualists) and sets things right with Lewis…And decides she really likes him, instead of WANTING TO USE HIM TO PRACTICE FOR HAVING A LOCAL BOYFRIEND. Um, isn’t that a little shitty?

Subplot: The BSC’s new clients are a fat kid and his crazy bitchy family. They make him feel better about himself and empower him to lose weight for his own sake, not for his family…aw, touchy-feely.

Sunday, November 13, 2005

That’s why prejudice isn’t rational; or, BSC #56: Keep Out, Claudia!

The kids on the cover of this book are really frightening. I even thought so as a kid…They’re all blond and mean looking, and I guess they’re supposed to be all Aryan and doll-like, but I swear they’re in the original Village of the Damned.

So, in this book, the BSC meets the Lowells. Mary Anne has the first job, and she thinks the three kids are angelic and doll-like. But when Claudia gets the next job, Mrs. Lowell makes her feel uncomfortable, and the kids are nightmares. The next time she calls the BSC, she specifically asks for anyone BUT Claudia. Well, of course Claudia starts to doubt her sitting abilities (as they all do whenever any little thing doesn’t go as expected). But when Jessi shows up to sit, Mrs. Lowell quickly says that she forgot to call, but there have been a change of plans…Well, it’s official: something’s wrong. Kristy decides to get to the bottom of things. Finally, they all figure out that the Lowells are racist. Then, when Mrs. Lowell calls again, asking for the “blonde-haired, blue-eyed baby-sitter she’s heard about.” So, Kristy goes into this elaborate (and immature) thing in which she gives Mrs. Lowell a list of things to hate about the BSC, which convinces Mrs. Lowelll that she doesn’t actually need a sitter. Note: I totally didn’t get the way this was handled. Why not just say that the BSC doesn’t work that way; all sitters have an equal chance at getting all the jobs.

Subplot: The BSC helps a bunch of kids form a band to do showtunes. Yes, I said showtunes. At first, they’re going to do songs from Annie. But then THE CHILDREN decide to do songs from Fiddler on the Roof. I don’t get it. The music in that particular show isn’t very interesting for kids, I would imagine. Annie, I get. I would even understand, like, Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream Coat. But Fiddler on the Roof? That’s like My Fair Lady or Phantom of the Opera for kid-appeal. Good songs and shows, but I sincerely doubt some fifteen under-10s would dig.

Oh, and at the beginning, Claudia and Janine get along really well-ish. When did that happen?

Saturday, November 05, 2005

I am going to be a writer; or, BSC #47: Mallory on Strike

Holy crap! Mallory is annoying! I had totally forgotten just how lame she is! This is the first Mallory book I’ve read since I started this project (except pre-blog Super Specials), and I wanted to smack her. HARD.

The premise of this book is as follows: Mallory gets crazy excited when her really cool, published author creative writing teacher, Mr. D., announces Young Authors Day, which includes a writing contest. Mallory decides to enter the competition for Best Overall Fiction for the Sixth Grade. But every time she sits down to write, her family interferes. Stops baby-sitting, gets up early, but her parents always ask her to do stuff. So, she starts being crazy bitchy to her sibs, to the point where Margo and Claire make up a ballet about Mean Old Mallory. Then, she goes on strike and tells her parents that she’s not doing any family stuff until she’s done with her story. Finally, she talks to her parents and they set up a system so that Mallory can have time to herself when she needs to work. (Well, duh. They’re parents: sure, they enjoy a built-in baby-sitter, but all she had to do was say it was schoolwork…like they’d say “No, you can’t do your homework. Now scrub the floor.”) She also gets a “special day” from her parents as a way of showing their appreciation. She takes Jessi shopping at the mall, they have a special lunch and see a movie. But she misses her family! Well, finally, she wins her contest, makes up with the BSC and gives her sibs a special day. She and Jessi set up a series of lame games and activities for the other Pike kids. Happy ending. Blah.

My favorite part? The little blurb on the front: “How could Mallory ever get tired of baby-sitting?” And the front cover painting shows Jessi, Mallory, Dawn/Stacey (I can’t always tell them apart in cover art. Sometimes trendy/sophisticated and California casual look EXACTLY THE SAME!) are playing in the leaves with some kids, possibly Pikes, Um, that’s not baby-sitting. Plus, she thinks she’s lost the baby-sitting skills when one of her charges gets bloody while she’s distracted by the other two…who lets and 11-year-old take care of three children, let alone an 8-, 5- and 2-year-old. Seriously.

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Even if he did sound a little jerky; or, BSC #20: Kristy and the Walking Disaster

Okay, here’s what I don’t get. Can you think of a group that wants to read about sports LESS than bookish girls, aka BSC fans? I don’t get it-- why does ANM write about sports? I played sports as a kid, and I certainly didn’t want to read about it! And other girls who read these books operated on a no-sports-at-all policy…

To the plot…Kristy creates a baseball/softball/wiffleball team comprised of kids that suck too much or are waaaaay too young to play on a Little League team. Or they’re girls, who aren’t allowed on Little League teams unless there’s no softball league. They play against Kristy’s rival/crush Bart. And lose, but, as we’re reminded every other page, they never give up…they show spirit. Blah.

This book was boring, and I really didn’t care…The only thing I really want to mention was the fact that they make a huge deal about how much crap you have to lug around with a two year old, but don’t mention how stupid it is to include a two-and-a-half year old with kids up to 10 is…

Oh, and Kristy keeps saying Watson “sounds jerky” when he sounds like a TV dad…maybe it’s cause she’s never really had a father…(cue sad piano music).

There’s a fun scene in which Claudia pulls the walking disaster’s tooth; I used to love pulling my teeth and tasting the blood. I’m weird.

Sunday, October 30, 2005

Scrapings from the underside of a sea snake; or, BSC #17: Mary Anne’s Bad-Luck Mystery

Okay, so I have always pronounced Mary Anne’s last name as “SPY-er,” I’m not entirely sure why, especially because I read this book early on. So, imagine my shock at the earth-rattling revelation that Logan pronounces her last name “Spee-yuh.” Does that mean her name is pronounced by normal, non-southerners as “Spear?” How did I miss that?

Anyhoo, this book is another example of the fact that Ann M. Martin thought all the BSC members were monumental suckers. Not only do they believe that the chain letter is bad luck, they believe that the necklace that Mary Anne gets in the mail is bad, back luck (sing it with me, Social D fans: “You got bad, bad luck / Bad, bad luck / You got bad, bad luck / Bad, bad luck”). They freak out completely after they all have some bad things happen, and they blame it on the charm, instead of blaming it on Hale-Bopp or El Nino, or something reasonable. Finally, they decide to go to the library to look up books on witchcraft, cause they’re sure that someone has put a spell on them.

The library incident cracked me up, for a couple of reasons. First, Claudia hates the library. Now, I know her mom is the librarian (although nobody mentions this), and her parents try to make her read “good” books. But, seriously, let’s assume her mother dragged her to the library as a kid, even then she could have found the cool kid’s books or the cool art books. What art student doesn’t have to use the library?

Mary Anne has this fantasy where she’s picturing old musty library with “stereotypical librarian” and a dark corner with the witchcraft books. I just think she’s seen the beginning of Ghostbusters too many times. Anyway, they find a bunch of fantasy novels disguised as books on witchcraft (I don’t think ANM has ever looked at a modern wicca book, cause they don’t require horror movie ingredients for spells, just candles and herbs and stuff. Hey, I was infatuated for a while when I was younger, give me break).

Then, after the Halloween Hop, during which Cokie lets it slip that she’s in on the prank, Mary Anne gets a letter telling all the BSC to go to Old Hickory’s headstone at midnight, blah blah…Well, after finding out from Daddy that the necklace is actually a mustard-seed symbol of faith, she figures out the whole thing, and the girls decide to play a prank on Cokie and Grace…scare the shit out of them, embarrass Grace-crushing-on-Logan-which-is-the-whole-reason-behind-this in front of Logan.

ANM really likes the mysteries, but really not so good at writing them. Her mysteries remind me of the witch and ghost stories I used to write when I was young. Nothing was connected other than superficially, there’s no depth. Now, I’m sure part of that was me being influenced by her. But, a crazy rich published writer should have worked a little harder. (Ouch, I know.)

Friday, October 28, 2005

She of the fluffy blond perm (Hey, I had one of those)

I love how Stacey's supposed to be sooooo sophisticated and grown up, especially compared to the other girls, but her favorite movie of all time is Mary Poppins.

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

I looked like I had just kissed a pumpkin; or, BSC #37: Dawn and the Older Boy

Not too much to say about this book. In it, Dawn gets a crush on an older boy (sixteen with his own car) and loses all sense of self. I never read this series for realism, so this one kinda blew…if I wanted to see girls turn into doormats for stupid boys, I’d watch mtv or lifetime or Degrassi. She realizes she’s being an ass when she finds out he’s sucking face with a high school girl.

My favorite thing about the whole debacle is that Dawn keeps talking about how great Travis’s personality is, but he’s a complete dickwad who thinks he’s tastier than ice cream with magic shell. Or, as Zoolander would say: he thinks he’s too cool for school, but he’s not.

Parallel story: Young Aussie transplant James Hobart lets one of his classmates bully him into leaving his dreams of the footlights and yelling like a madman at poor actors who trip up their blocking. Ah, childhood dreams.

And now for “Awesome 80s Outfit Theatre”—

“But he wasn’t alone. He turned around and linked arms with a great-looking girl. Her long red hair tumbled down her back, and she had high cheekbones, just like a model She was dressed in a white cotton flight suit, exactly the kind of trendy outfit that Claudia or Stacey would wear. I hated her on sight, and then I stopped and reminded myself that it wasn’t her fault she was gorgeous.”

Actually, Dawn, it’s okay to hate someone who is not flying a plane that wears a flight suit of any color or material.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

and I thought I had too much time on my hands...

Ice Cream Sundaes and Chocolate Cake

A whole bunch of BSC fan fic

Just like Vanessa Pike

haiku for Judy*

she calls you missy.
dirty, crazy, bag lady
teaches compassion.

*Judy is the homeless woman that lives outside Stacey's apartment in New York.

Saturday, October 22, 2005

They are smart, worldly New York kids; or, BSC #18: Stacey’s Mistake

So, apparently Stacey’s titular mistake was thinking that her friends were hicks, or that they weren’t? I’m still not sure I understand the frenemy dynamics in this one. Anyway, a bunch of the adults in Stacey’s building (this is during the few months she lives back in New York) decide to have a big meeting about the homeless problem. Five different families want the “New York branch of the BSC” to sit, so she decides to invite Mary Anne, Kristy, Claudia and Dawn to come to the city to visit and to sit for 10 kids during the homeless meeting. And Stacey is a total hag the entire time, bitching because her friends embarrass her by:

- being loud when they’re in public
- being excited by everything, even stupid things
- being afraid of everything (Dawn)
- being jealous of Laine (Claudia)
- knowing too much trivia about New York (Mary Anne)
- and essentially not having grown up in New York

So, after random blowups/fights/making up without saying I’m sorry, they wind up having a great night at the theatre and riding IN A LIMO (which is short for limousine, according to Mary Anne’s letter to Logan).

This is one of those books where things are either sophisticated or unsophisticated:

Laine=sophisticated (“Laine was beyond chic. She had chosen a short black dress, black stockings, and simple black flats. On one wrist was a single silver bangle bracelet. On her dress was one of those silver squiggle pins. Her fluffy brown hair was newly permed and perfectly cut. She looked wonderful—at least nineteen.”)

Mary Anne=unsophisticated (her party outfit looks like a costume from Little House on the Prairie, she’s too touristy)


Definitely wanted to smack Stacey…She gets pissed at her Stoneybrook friends cause they’re not sophisticated, instead of making her NY friends be more friendly…

On a related not, I used to obsessed with those squiggle pins…I thought they were the coolest things, especially when worn on sweater dresses. Yep, I grew up in the 80s.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

A Mysterious Meeting in Transylvania; or, BSC #5: Dawn and the Impossible Three

So, this is Dawn’s first BSC book, in which she helps Mary Anne redecorate, makes friends with Kristy by playing in a barn, bitches about perfectly nice weather (especially for New England) and has to solve a problem like the Barretts. Now, Mrs and Mr Barrett have just gotten a divorce, and have a nasty relationship and a shaky grasp on reality…Ma Barrett is a monumental fuck-up, and takes complete advantage of Dawn, who keeps talking about how she-Barrett looks like a model (I know, what? She’s purdy, I can’t ask her questions…); so, Dawn becomes the surrogate mom until Mr Barrett pseudo-kidnaps eldest Barrett child…

In other BSC activities, Kristy plays this game “Let’s All Come In” in which they all pretend to be the staff and guests of a fancy hotel…Now, let me say that Ms. Ann M. Martin is positively obsessed with the fact that Watson is a millionaire…she could just say he’s wealthy or well-off or even rich…but Watson is always described as a millionaire. For some reason, that totally bugs me. Anyway, there’s some Morbidda Destiny action (to whom I will devote an entire entry at some point in the near future) and MARY ANNE’S DAD GETS CONTACTS! [that’s in all caps, ‘cause Mary Anne, Dawn and Kristy totally freak] and Dawn’s mom buys red meat. Dawn doesn’t seem as militantly veggie/health food in this book—she even eats chocolate brownies.

I love that, in the early books, the exposition isn’t codified yet: no mention of California cool, Kristy doesn’t have a “uniform” yet, no overuse of the word “sophisticated” (to which I will also devote an inordinate amount of time soon), etc.

Finally, a quick word about divorce and the single baby-sitter. It never stood out to me, reading these originally, just how much divorce and remarriage there is in these books. And it’s not the end of the world; yeah, it sucks, and it creates all kinds of drama, but all the characters deal the best they can. So that’s actually kinda cool.

Monday, October 17, 2005

Mary Anne’s Surefire Alarm Systems; or, BSC #2: Claudia and the Phantom Phone Calls

First, let me say that it freaks me out that they redid the cover art for the first couple books when they released the newer editions (the ones with the pictures of the members down the left side of the cover—they started these after I had stopped reading). I rely really heavily on book covers to spark my memory: plots tend to run together, but covers stand out in my mind. And the new art work is just wrong…

Now, to the book:

“Today, for instance, I’m wearing purple pants that stop just below my knees and are held up with suspenders, white tights with clocks on them, a purple-plaid shirt with a matching hat, my high-top sneakers, and lobster earrings. Clothes like these are my trademark.”

When I was younger, I totally thought this was the best outfit ever. I loved suspenders like you wouldn’t believe, even before I started the BSC. And tights with clocks? So artsy, at least to a ten-year-old.

Anyway, the book starts out with Claudia talking about what a pain school is (as usual) and how she’s totally in luv with Trevor Sandbourne (and how she thinks it’s such a romantic name)…she’s smart, she just doesn’t care...same description in every book. Well, all four girls hang out the next weekend, and they find out about the Phantom Caller, a thief who repeatedly calls the house that he’s going to rob, but he never says anything when the victims answer the phone…So, the girls start FREAKING OUT to the point that they call an emergency club meeting to make plans in case something happens while they’re sitting. They come up with the lamest code ever: instead of calling the cops themselves, they call one of the other club members and say “Have you found my red ribbon?” so the other person will know to call the cops…Whatevs. And they decide to bring the club record book to school so they can memorize where everyone will be.

So, of course, Claudia and Kristy start getting weird calls, and they think the Phantom Caller is after them. And Stacey and Mary Anne just spaz out about everything, to the point where Mary Anne sets up “burglar alarms” around Kristy’s house. Well, it turns out they’re just stupid, while boys are calling C and K to ask them to the Halloween Hop. (Ah, middle school dances at 4 in the afternoon…)

This book also introduces the conflict between Claudia and Janine and neatly wraps it up…

I’m not sure how I felt reading these the first time around, but the early books are the biggest stretches…they’re not the realistic-ish conflict that happen in some of the books (friends ditching friends, stupid fights, etc) nor the really outlandish stuff (getting lost on an island in Long Island Sound, winning the lottery, best friends’ parents getting remarried)…

Tiff's Great Idea

Okay. Let me start out by saying that I am in my mid-20s, and I have been spending waaaaay too much time in the children’s room at the local public library. Why? I have been rereading the Baby-sitters Club books that I was obsessed with when I was a tween. My mom gave all my books to my younger cousins, so I can’t read my old copies. But once the seed was planted (thanks to Jessy), I became obsessed with getting my hands on them. Hence, the local public library.

So, I decided after a few weeks of “OH MY GOD! I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT THE FAMOUS CITIES SKIRT!” etc, I should post my journey back to my permed days in public…I do love the public humiliation…Anyhoo, I’m not reading the series in order, but I intend to make it all the way through the series, even past the point when I stopped reading the first time around. And I will post my reaction to each book (and if I get truly ambitious, I’ll try to find the videos/other related series) for your entertainment.

This meeting of the Baby-sitters Club will come to order...