on the subject of books

the tao of pooh
by benjamin hoff

i really bought this book on a whim. i had a 40% off coupon at border's and used it to buy this cute little book about winnie the pooh. if i could pick one word to sum up this novel, it'd be "cute". the author cleverly uses phrases and situations from the winnie the pooh series to explain the core principals of taoism. winnie the pooh is the great philosopher, eeyore is a negative nelly, and piglet is a persistant worry-wart (piglet goes on to have his own book, the tao of piglet). there's really not much i can say about this book, as it is small with large font. quick read, but something to check out at least once.

booooooooooks

Hardboiled Wonderland and the End of the World by Haruki Murakami


My rating: 5 of 5 stars
One of those books that grinds against the nature of being and leaves the reader aching not only for the story within but for the loss of the virgin experience of it. Like all Murakami's work, rich with dream imagery that lingers in your memory for days, months, years. Simple language, big symbols, crazy characters, ultramodernness to spare -- a must read classic.

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Tonight

Everything comes to life with the wind. Even plastic bags huddle against the fence. Places go to sleep too. Bicycles frozen, handlebars slightly right or left askew, waiting on owners to finish their deferred motion and take off again. Skipping a cab, I find a book called Hope Endures on the sidewalk, and flipping through, leave it for someone to find on a shrub. Forget Calcutta, God is here tonight.

Tonight

I'm debuting the use of this crazy software on my laptop. It's called f.lux and it basically turns your screen kind of red at night to minimize disruption of your proper circadian rhythms, which abhor blue light after dark. Right now it makes me feel as if I've been punched in the head of bunch of times and my vision has dimmed with all the extra blood filling my brain cavity. So we'll see how that works out.

While I'm on the topic of dimness, take my wife... (rimshot)

While I'm on the topic of dimly lit things I discovered today that Gaylord's in Piedmont is open till midnight. Finally a place where I can spend my evening hours reading and typing away in the light of a softly humming neon sign, like all the movies say crazy city-bound artist types do. It's been kind of a silent dream of mine to find a late-night coffe shop to work and whaddaya know, right in my backyard.

high five for dave

he got a job. welcome to the working world.

dear casey

i told you this blog would be a great outlet for all of dave's pent up frustration and loneliness

Thank you

This blog saved my life. I was so close to killing myself because I was so bored and lonely.

what are we looking for AKA the first pawshi video upload

high five to casey

he just purchased holly miranda tix. check it out at myspace.com/hollymiranda

we're bored

so casey and i decided to start this blog, even though casey has two other blogs. also we included our buddy dave because he might feel lonely and left out

You Might Be Wrong

ymbw = You Might Be Wrong. Because you might be wrong, and probably are, but there's a small chance you're right after all. We tried to make the url youmightbewrong.blogspot.com but it was already taken.

Earlier tonight, Tina and I were talking about the olympics, then she said she didn't whether or not she should bring her snowboard and boots with her to Irvine instead of renting them in Irvine. I said that was a total non sequitur and then we talked about radiohead and thom yorke's new band and holly miranda and her $10 tickets.