Saturday, June 04, 2005

I'm It

Gina has tagged me, this time about books and reading.

1. Total number of books I've owned: Too many.

2. Last book I bought: Haiku: a Poet's Guide by Lee Gurga. This would have come in very handy while I was writing my critical thesis. I tried special ordering it through the Gotham Book Mart, but it's been months now and they seem unable to track it down. A similar thing happened with another book I tried to procure through them. Despite the rich heritage of the place, I have never really walked out of there with the book I was looking for. So, I ordered it from Amazon, and had it in like two days.

Anyway, according to Mr. Gurga, I am exactly the kind of poet most "serious" haiku practitioners can't stand. Great success!

3. Last book I read: Ric Flair: To Be the Man. Woooooo!™

4. Five books that mean a lot to me:

Rommel Drives on Deep into Egypt by Richard Brautigan. My favorite book of poetry. The title poem is also one of my favorites.

The Stranger by Albert Camus. A very well-crafted novel, that poignantly suggests man's isolation in the universe. Depressing or freeing? Yes.

Naked Lunch by William S. Burroughs. Tight prose, outrageous humor, sickening descriptions of bodily functions, futuristic mayhem, pornographic afterthoughts. A little something for everyone.

The Short-Timers by Gustav Hasford. The book that provided the basis for Stanley Kubrick's Full Metal Jacket. Absolutely the most frightening and haunting war book I've ever read.

After Dark, My Sweet by Jim Thompson. Excellent pulp noir with all the right ingredients in place: a mentally unbalanced former boxer, a boozing seductress, a former cop turned small-time crook, and a kidnapping gone awry.

5. Which five bloggers am I going to pass it to? MsAPhillips, Stephanie, MsHellion, Todd, and Steve Roberts.


Blogger yournamehere said... goes.
1. Total number of books I've owned...I don't know. My mom has a bunch of them stored in a spare closet at her house, but I have the feeling she sells them at yard sales from time to time.

2. Last book I bought...Bushworld: Enter at Your Own Risk by Maureen Dowd. If I could marry a woman as smart as Maureen Dowd...well, it wouldn't last very long because she'd grow weary of my stupidity, but while it lasted, wow.

3. Last book I read...same as above. There are libraries around here, but I don't take advantage of them.

4. Five books I like...(I know the original question is "means the most to you" but that's a little too emotional for me.

"Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" by Hunter S. Thompson. I went to the same high school as Dr. Thompson, but I never knew until after I graduated. The fundamentalist fuck principal didn't exactly name a football field after him.

"The Catcher in the Rye" by J.D. Salinger. This inspired a shitload of bad novels, but you can't blame the Velvet Underground for every crappy indie band on earth, now can you?

"Rush Limbaugh is a Big Fat Idiot" by Al Franken. I loved this book. It took the piss out of that pious asscrack and exposed him for what he is...a hypocritical windbag.

"American Scream: The Bill Hicks Story" by Cynthia True. I wish a book would be written by someone who actually knew Bill Hicks, but until then this will have to do.

"My Diary" by Tina Hatch. This was actually Tina Hatch's diary, shown to us by her younger brother, Larry. My ego was bruised to read that Tina thought of me as a "fat moron who thinks he's so fucking funny but really isn't," but it was worth it to find out she was tag-teamed by these two Haitian guys who lived down the street.

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