Something told me I needed to spend $100 on books this week; some of my recent acquisitions being:
Allen, Woody. Complete Prose.
O'Rourke, P.J. Eat the Rich, Give War A Chance and others.
Palin, Michael. Diaries 1969-1979, The Python Years
Thompson, Hunter S. Gonzo Papers 2.
Wolfe, Tom. In Our Time; Mau-Mauing the Flak Catchers.
I then proceeded to spill a hot coffee on most of them, then pore over them, wimpering, with a hair-dryer. At no point during this did I wonder if I had become too attached to my books. Luckily no words were damaged in the making of this sad physical comedy routine.
I watched a documentary today on how Americans are using computers to rig their elections now. It was called "Hacking Democracy." It made me proud to be an Australian. Mainly because I don't know how they rig our elections.
I spent some time today being glad that I don't have a speech impediment. It was the most valuable time I spent all day.
Happy birthday Dan.
Ben
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