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Remember that time you awoke to the sound of falling water, only to discover your college roommate pissing into your desk drawer? Or the time you had five too many Jack-‘n’-Cokes, developed short-term Tourette’s, and puked jet-black goop? Maybe that’s just me. But you’ll have foul flashbacks, too, while reading Laurie Notaro’s debut book, The Idiot Girls’ Action-Adventure Club. Notaro is a humor columnist for the Arizona Republic and, to judge from her first-person narratives, also a loud-mouthed drunk who smokes like a coal-fired power plant and is prone to puke and piss herself. In this collection of allegedly true tales, the nasty Notaro encounters underwear-eating dogs, bathroom terrorists, malfunctioning gynecological equipment, and—gag!—a Journey rock block. Stand out of blast range when Notaro arrives at Borders’ 18th and L Streets NW location Tuesday, Dec. 10, and this evening at 7:30 p.m. at Barnes & Noble, 12089 Rockville Pike, Rockville. Free. (301) 881-0237. (Chris Shott)