Gilmore Girls: I Do, Don't I?

This is one of the books following the Gilmore Girls TV series. There is nothing in the books different from the series but it is essential reading for all fans of Rory and Loralei Gilmore. Their quirkiness and comic quick banter is just as enjoyable in the book as it was on the show .A wonderful book!!

Daughter loves it .

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I've just finished this book and i have to say i really enjoyed it. I found myself running the episode that this book is based on through my head at the same time as reading it. Now this probably marks me as a huge fan of Gilmore Girls, but i don't think you have to be to enjoy this book.To all GG fans out there i say you HAVE to get this book to increase yor collections if only for the lovely collection of pictures part way through.To the people who look after GG, please could we have some more books, both of the episodes and also new stories? *pretty please*

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Chapter OneThe Wizard of Oz is a classic. I know it, you know it, Pink Floyd fans know it. Have you heard about "The Dark Side of the Rainbow"? Avid fans of the band discovered if you play the album and the movie at the same time, starting Dark Side of the Moon right after the MGM lion has finished his third roar, the album appears to have been written as a soundtrack for the film. Coincidences include the jangling bells from "Time" hitting right as Almira Gulch (also known as the Witch Lady) arrives on her bicycle, and the guitar jam of "Great Gig in the Sky" fitting perfectly with the tornado sequence. The album ends when Dorothy puts her head on the Tin Man's chest and you hear the sound of a loud beating heart from your stereo. It's actually very cool, and I was, of course, turned on to it by my best friend and resident music freak, Lane Kim.My other best friend is Lorelai Gilmore. My mom. She definitely had her Wizard of Oz influence too. She bought me my first book involving the adventures of Dorothy and Toto -- the book the movie was based on -- The Wonderful Wizard of Oz. It was only appropriate, then, that because of my mom, I was having this weird Wizard of Oz flashback. I was completely surrounded by yellow daisies. Our living room was filled with them, and I kept expecting a winged monkey to come pick me up and take me to the Emerald City. Mom probably would have enjoyed hearing this, though she would have giggled for hours once I said "winged monkey," so I opted to keep that thought to myself and returned to my task.

One page was ripped out but a good book