Haven't read Big Sur, but need to. Read Dharma Bums pretty recently and loved that, though.
Anyone ever read any Lewis Norman?
If I wanna seen smart I’m gonna say Blood Meridian is my favorite book.
If I wanna be honest I’m gonna say It is my favorite book.
i fucking hated infinite jest
Favorite book is easily The Great Gatsby. I’ve probably read it 15-20 times.
Favorite book is easily The Great Gatsby. I’ve probably read it 15-20 times.
Timely - the Richmond Anthology of Music just posted the first of 301 daily playlists that explore music from its origin up until 2019.
https://twitter.com/RAMAnthology
http://richmondanthology.com/
wow
I can't think of anything novel-length that I've read three times
i read phantom tollbooth dozens of times as a kid
Update: wife got the offer. Defying all my advice, she timidly asked the HR rep on the phone “if they had any wiggle room” on starting salary. Of course they said no and that was that. If she waited for the written offer tomorrow morning and countered in writing, I bet they would have moved.
Still a lot more money and much better growth opportunity than her current role, so I’m extremely pumped for her.
now I can talk about my least favorite book -- The Alchemist -- for as long as you want
Wrong, Hideki. I believe you are looking for Matsui.
Where's the line on officially shitting your pants?
I don't think a reasonable person could dispute that if you get chunky brown on your undies, you've shit your pants. But what about just a skidmark from a fart or something? A light dusting? An uncolored wet spot?
Conversely, is it still shitting your pants if the gates have been breached, but you were able to use superhuman butt cheek strength to contain the wave? Filled the crack, but saved the cloth.
Asking for a friend.
Shit doesn’t abide by conventual laws of physics. You ever put a drop of water on a paper towel? Shit fans out like that. Once it hits a single thread, you’ve shit your pants if the shit came straight from your butthole. If you didn’t properly get your grundle completely clean and skided your drawers, then that’s getting shit ON your pants. Subtle nuance that matters a great deal. If your cheek clinch jumps in front of a bullet like Secret Service Agent Sinbad in the cinema classic First Kid, then you didn’t shit your pants.