Lots of Books
So I found this quote on my google homepage today. Its accuracy is remarkable, yet somehow depressing. Oh well.
Books to the ceiling, Books to the sky, My pile of books is a mile high. How I love them! How I need them! I’ll have a long beard by the time I read them. – Arnold Lobel
On another book related note, yesterday, when I foolishly went to the bookstore, I purchased a couple more books, which is unremarkable in and of itself. However, one of these books was a small collection of poems by Tim Burton (whom you might recall from such movies as The Nightmare Before Christmas and Corpse Bride). I thought, well, I like his movies, they are touchingly surreal; surely his poetry will be similar. And so I brought it home.
It was definitely surreal. But rather than being touching, most of it was just disturbing. The art was very familiar as Burton’s, the poems were all short doggerel at best, but the topics were downright grotesque. I am slightly disturbed. Note, Kyle, if you are reading this, this is definitely a book that you would enjoy. Everyone else reading this, I would recommend perusing a bit so you are fully aware of Mr. Burton’s psychotic tendencies, but only do so on an empty stomach and only if you are of healthy constitution in general.
On a completely unrelated note, yes, it has been months since I last updated this. Yes, I plan to continue to update it on the same loose schedule. And yes, if anyone still bothers to come here and read these things when updates do happen, I do appreciate each and every one of them.
Tags: books, google, kyle, quotes
From "That which must be mocked"
Adam said,
December 4, 2006 at 11:10 pm
I appriciate you too Jon
me said,
December 10, 2006 at 2:32 am
Yeah, so sorry Adam, your comment was initially marked as spam. First time I’ve had that problem. I do appreciate you appreciating me.
Pam said,
December 10, 2006 at 6:23 pm
jon I so saw that quote on a poster. i was going to get it for you for your birthday. for what is worth, i think its endearing.
me said,
December 25, 2006 at 12:43 am
In some ways, its endearing. It certainly describes my “problem” quite succinctly. I have long since admitted to myself, in fact, that I probably will never get to reading them all; I am buying them for my unborn children, you see. Some people buy clothes, I buy books. :-)