Desirous of a little time kill on a rainy afternoon, I took the “Which Classic Novel Do You Belong In?” quiz and discovered, to not much surprise, that I should be lounging on the front porch of Tara with the Tarleton twins:


Darling, it seems that you belong in Gone with the
Wind; the proper place for a romantic. You
belong in a tumultous world of changes and
opportunities, where your independence paves
the road for your survival. It is trying being
both a cynic and a dreamer, no?

I should have known. Southerner, hardhead, total weakness for a dark, handsome man with a mouth on him. Plus, radishes make me retch. Bring on the hoopskirts!