Lean Mean Thirteen -- Janet Evanovich

The titles in this series just mean less and less, don't they. Not that they ever had much to do with the actual content of the story, really. But they seem less relevant every time. The books also seem less relevant. They are fun, Stephanie is wacky, the men who are inexplicably enamoured of her and her wackiness are all hot and sexy, but--the story isn't moving forward at all. Stephanie remains wacky, has two men and a zany grandma, and has car troubles. I figure Evanovich figures she has a formula that people seem to love, and why mess with it? But it's starting to drive me a little bit fucking batty. So much so that this entry in the series took me over a week to finish, when usually it only takes a couple of hours. TV is shiny! Something better happen next time. That is a plea in vain, I know.