Tuesday, September 22, 2009

reading rainbow.

over dinner, a friend told me she would never marry a girl who buys her a journal or asks her to read a book.

as a reformed, non-reader and avid note taker, i was eager to prove her wrong. and, marry her.


i hated reading.
i was an idiot.

i equated literary esteem to entertainment. they are not the same thing.

i told her, i would buy her this book, because i am confident that this is the book that will make her a believer. a reader.

my argument:

a.the font is huge.
b.he swears. more than i do.
c.it's fucking hilarious.

i think this is strong criteria for a good book.

the average american male.


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