Friday, March 25, 2005

Egghead Loves His Booky-Wook

So in my little mission statement I neglected to mention just why I thought that reading more was such an essential goal. For whatever reason, a few weeks ago, I attempted to write down the titles of all the books I've ever read in my adult life. Now, I'm sure I missed a handful of titles that I read for scholastic purposes (and there's no way I was adding "Ragged Dick" to the list considering I barely skimmed that thing), but the upshot was that I could not fill up one page of notebook paper. That single solitary unfilled piece of paper looked back at me, poking me in the sternum all "and you thought you were sooooo smart, didn't you?"

And the thing is, I like to read. It's calming, it's interesting, it's good for conversation. I just clearly haven't done it enough. And there are too many books that I've been meaning to read, piling up in the back of my mind, neglected and dusty.

Thus, my newfound resolution and this here blog.

I've already gotten myself a bit of a head start with the following books . . .

RUNNING WITH SCISSORS and DRY by Augusten Burroughs. The first a memoir of Burroughs' deeply insane childhood, the second an account of his adult battle with alcoholism and rehab. Both were funny - the first one hilariously so - mostly because they allow you to stand by and observe his life as if it where a trainwreck, but with Burroughs right by your side providing this biting commentary. As a character, he's a lot more likeable in SCISSORS but I actually found him more endearing in DRY. I think I was admiring his ability to be so aware of his own shortcomings.

SEX, DRUGS AND COCOA PUFFS by Chuck Klosterman. Very interesting, and a hell of a quick read. Klosterman delves into a seemingly random handful of pop culture subjects, from Internet porn to Saved By The Bell, and weaves each one into the greater fabric of the American collective unconscious. It's all thought provoking, and I can't imagine anyone who can't realte to most of it. I did get the feeling that I wouldn't be able to put up with Klosterman for more than three minutes at a party, though. I'd bring up last night's "Apprentice" and he'd spend the next forty-five minutes trying to explain to me what Donald Trump's renaissance says about us as a nation. Still, the 23 Questions mini-chapter in the middle of the book is fantastic, and an excellent party game.

So, okay, there's your primer on my Must Read Books thing. I'll get into the baseball thing once the season starts.

Happy weekend and Happy Easter, y'all.

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