Sunday, September 03, 2006

Truth Commission

If this was an accurate attemopt at my reading reality, it would spend a third of its time lamenting why I can't make up my fucking mind as to what to read next. I am besieged with ambitions and disparate interests. Last night, wrestling with a headcold (odd isn't it, i was canine ill last year during Labor day weekend), I read two chapters of the Sea Wolf, fifteen pages of The Slynx before deciding to read some Cormac. It will be the Crossing. I am also reading The Burning Tigris for samizdat and evil Doktor J, who speculates that it leisure that gave us killing fields. Humbug.


Anonymous George X. Bush said...

Might suggest a return to the tomb of AS's Gulag?

8:03 AM  

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