Stick a fork in me

Stick a fork in me

Well, I finished Doom 3 today. I'm finishing Philip K. Dick's VALIS right now. I finished sprucing up Clint's resumé. I'm just done in general, it seems. That's a pretty darn good feeling.

On the other hand, I've got two more P. K. Dick books to read in his final trilogy of novels, and I must say that the first one has got me pretty pumped about the other two. For a Catholic boy of dubious faith with a love of science fiction, these books are right on target for me. It's a mixing of theology, philosophy, pink lasers and a detective story. I'm not sure what The Divine Invasion and The Transmigration of Timothy Archer are going to be like but if they're anything like VALIS, I'll be pleased as punch. It's an absolutely fascinating read. It's a little scary, however, how a character that's quite insane (or should I say irrational) in the book strikes such a chord with me. If there's one thing I've learned from the read, though, it's that rationality in an irrational universe is viewed as lunacy. I recommend it.

In other dangerous-to-my-finances news, I found a great used book store that accepts credit cards three blocks from my apartment. While I was waiting for my car to get an oil change the other day I stopped by and picked up Umberto Eco's (one of my favorite authors) Serendipities: Language and Lunacy, Albert Camus' The Plague and Dave Eggers' A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius at low, low discount prices! They were practically giving them away! They must be crrrraaazzy!

Seriously though: they're prices were quite reasonable.

In a striking turn of events, I decided to not go see Collateral tonight to instead read as much as I could of Dick's next book, The Divine Invasion. How odd that I'm favoring print over pictures, moving ones at that. A sign of old age, surely.

Anyway, I'm going to have me some s'getti and meatballs and curl up with a good book. Perhaps later on I'll pop in The Good Thief, Scary Movie 3 or Shanghai Noon given to me by Kate and Eric as birthday presents. Thanks guys. You rock my world. I wish there was a way for you not to read sarcasm into that phrase and there is. The printed word is dead! It's up to you not to make it sarcastic!

That last part was, on the other hand, a bit sarcastic. I am now rambling. I declare that I am now finished again...with this post.

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