I finished Kerouac's "Dharma Bums" before noon today and decided to make a trip to the local Barnes and Noble to see what I felt like reading next. I only like having one book at a time to read because I have found that when I have more than one I start anticipating my next read too much to concentrate on my current one, so I only buy one book at a time nowadays. Call it ADD or OCD or whatever I don't care it's just how I feel about it...
There's something about bookstores that I find really calming, don't know why because I don't feel the same about libraries or anything, but I have learned over the years that I could very easily spend what some would consider far too long in a book store and be completely okay with it. I just enjoy perusing the selection and seeing what looks good on the day. Today I was heading out with a book fully prepared to buy it but my periph was caught by a side shelf where I saw "I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell", the Tucker Max college aged romp that virtually everyone within the 18-24 demographic has read, and either despised or cherished after.
I decided to go for it and put my first choice back and picked up IHTSBIH instead, and I couldn't be happier for the moment.
Now for those who may have read it and despised the author, I can easily agree with you, but lets just remember its a book and if it really bugs you that much you don't have to read it....moreover it is what I, as a college aged male, would consider a fairly truthful look at the way most guys my age are, in one way or another.
It's misogynistic for sure, but the honesty of it (and the absolutely hysterical follies that occur to the author on a solo basis) makes it hysterical and funny at the same time.
I found myself laughing out loud sitting alone in my aunt's backyard when I read a story regarding a poop that went terribly wrong, maybe I just enjoyed it because I am an avid pooper myself, but I would say it was hysterical either way.
All in all IHTSBIH put a light and some much needed laughter into my often lonesome time off while hanging around my aunt's house, thank God she has a great backyard or I'd really be pissed.
I've gone 150 pgs into that today and I will probably finish it tomorrow, it's one of those that I can't wait to pick up again so I am much more obliged to read it quicker.
As of right this moment though besides writing this I am looking VERY forward to going to see Public Enemies tonight at midnight. Like I said before I worked on it for about 20 days last summer and have read the script and when you actually work on a film at least in my opinion it makes it much more interesting to watch, as you can think to yourself about how great (or difficult) it was to film certain scenes on the days you were there. So I'll be back with my thoughts on that!!
Just a side note someone needs to shoot me an intervention to stop eating Mrs. Fields' cookies. I realized today that I have an unhealthy addiction to them because not only do I take "advantage" of the buy 3 get 1 free deal, (all Milk Chocolate Chip Cookies everytime) but today as I walked to the shop the seller quickly turned me away by saying that the cookies I required wouldn't be ready for another 10 minutes or so.
How in the HELL do you become a noticeable regular at a shop that employs mostly part time high school/college kids that seem to rotate employment from week to week!?!?
I don't know, but that was DEFINITELY a wake up call, I need to slow down on the cookies...for my wallet's sake and for my body's sake. I can't imagine that eating 4 of those cookies multiple times a week is helping my life expectancy.
Alright that's enough for now, I shall return...
-Geoffrey
