Today i was in a deep, energizing slumber and i was planning on sleeping quite a while and then waking in a gentile fashion, ingesting some nutrients and then burning them nutrients on a MEGA run of death. But to my sleepy suprise i was woken by a book being dropped on my feet. A driving book. All about driving. Then, twere like it were dropped on my head and i got and idea for a blog, screw the conversation we had like "yeah booking you driving lessons today, you gotta learn the highway code blah blah" my mind was on the blog.
Our blog. Mine and Allanahs, the fruit of our loins. Little Boo Boo, Bah Bah, Humbug. I'm always thinking of you Boo Boo.
The idea is greatly expressed in the title. Books. Yay, we love books. Allanah doesn't much, she's a bad reader, i unloaded some Dr Seuss with her last year, but still Freya has greatly surpassed Waldorf's reading age.
My two favourite books i contemplated are "Catch 22," and "The catcher in the rye."
A few weeks ago, Louise had an idea. Louise's idea was "Im going to buy catcher in the rye," I naturally inquired why to such a statement, "Why do you want to buy catcher in the rye Louise?" I forgot her answer. Sorry louise. But it were somert lame so we went off to find catcher in the rye, she looked in the classics, silly girl, catcher in the rye would never be in the classics with all the pretentious pride and prejudices and unlikable little women. I found the book and handed it her.
I was tooting good old catchers horn, being a big advertiser for J.D saligner "I love this book, its wicked, blah blah." Louise stared blankly at the cover until she cautiously asked "What is this book about?" "Well, nothing happens much in it, it's just about this boy who spends a few nights in new york on his own and that and accounts his thoughts n all that," She mulled that over.
Then i dropped the sinker, "I like it though because if i wrote a book, it'd probabaly be exactly like catcher in the rye, because the main character and i just think the same." To this statement, Louise said, "Oh God," and never brought the book.
If your wondering what louise did buy...don't. it were somert SHIT. But yeah i like catcher in the rye because its just really funny and it's like my tiny brain has wrote a book. But at the end it does have some corkers of information in the conersation between Holden and Mr Antoloni.
It has been given a bit of a bad light because of that crackhead shooting John Lennon claimed he did it because of catcher in the rye, and John Lennon reading it at the time of his assination. With that in mind be warned that you do get old men with there glass eyes, emerging from shadowed corners of the book shop, foreboding you to buy it, but im sure by reading it if your of stable dissposition you won't go out and assinate the nearest Beatle.
Catch 22 is just genius, its actual genius, but this blog has gone on too much now i'm sure you've all died by now and it's the year 2060 so im going to end it, i don't have an ancedote for catch 22 either.
I'll leave you with an extract from both for you to get your paws round.
"I figured I could get a job at a filling station somewhere, putting gas and oil in people's cars. I didn't care what kind of job it was, though. Just so people didn't know me and I didn't know anybody. I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes. That way I wouldn't have to have any goddam stupid useless conversations with anybody. If anybody wanted to tell me something, they'd have to write it on a piece of paper and shove it over to me. They'd get bored as hell doing that after a while, and then I'd be through with having conversations for the rest of my life. Everybody'd think I was just a poor deaf-mute bastard and they'd leave me alone."-Catcher in the rye
"He was polite to his elders, who disliked him. Whatever his elders told him to do, he did. They told him to look before he leaped, and he always looked before he leaped. They told him never to put off until the next day what he could do the day before, and he never did. He was told to honor his father and his mother, and he honored his father and his mother. He was told that he should not kill, and he did not kill, until he got into the Army. Then he was told to kill, and he killed. He always turned the other cheek on every occasion and always did unto others exactly as he would have had others do unto him. When he gave to charity, his left hand never knew what his right hand was doing. He never took the name of the Lord his God in vain, committed adultery or coveted his neighbour's ass. In fact, he loved his neighbour and never even bore false witness against him. Major Major's elders disliked him because he was such a flagrant nonconformist." Catch 22.
Good afternoon.
Your loving Statler.
Our blog. Mine and Allanahs, the fruit of our loins. Little Boo Boo, Bah Bah, Humbug. I'm always thinking of you Boo Boo.
The idea is greatly expressed in the title. Books. Yay, we love books. Allanah doesn't much, she's a bad reader, i unloaded some Dr Seuss with her last year, but still Freya has greatly surpassed Waldorf's reading age.
My two favourite books i contemplated are "Catch 22," and "The catcher in the rye."
A few weeks ago, Louise had an idea. Louise's idea was "Im going to buy catcher in the rye," I naturally inquired why to such a statement, "Why do you want to buy catcher in the rye Louise?" I forgot her answer. Sorry louise. But it were somert lame so we went off to find catcher in the rye, she looked in the classics, silly girl, catcher in the rye would never be in the classics with all the pretentious pride and prejudices and unlikable little women. I found the book and handed it her.
I was tooting good old catchers horn, being a big advertiser for J.D saligner "I love this book, its wicked, blah blah." Louise stared blankly at the cover until she cautiously asked "What is this book about?" "Well, nothing happens much in it, it's just about this boy who spends a few nights in new york on his own and that and accounts his thoughts n all that," She mulled that over.
Then i dropped the sinker, "I like it though because if i wrote a book, it'd probabaly be exactly like catcher in the rye, because the main character and i just think the same." To this statement, Louise said, "Oh God," and never brought the book.
If your wondering what louise did buy...don't. it were somert SHIT. But yeah i like catcher in the rye because its just really funny and it's like my tiny brain has wrote a book. But at the end it does have some corkers of information in the conersation between Holden and Mr Antoloni.
It has been given a bit of a bad light because of that crackhead shooting John Lennon claimed he did it because of catcher in the rye, and John Lennon reading it at the time of his assination. With that in mind be warned that you do get old men with there glass eyes, emerging from shadowed corners of the book shop, foreboding you to buy it, but im sure by reading it if your of stable dissposition you won't go out and assinate the nearest Beatle.
Catch 22 is just genius, its actual genius, but this blog has gone on too much now i'm sure you've all died by now and it's the year 2060 so im going to end it, i don't have an ancedote for catch 22 either.
I'll leave you with an extract from both for you to get your paws round.
"I figured I could get a job at a filling station somewhere, putting gas and oil in people's cars. I didn't care what kind of job it was, though. Just so people didn't know me and I didn't know anybody. I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes. That way I wouldn't have to have any goddam stupid useless conversations with anybody. If anybody wanted to tell me something, they'd have to write it on a piece of paper and shove it over to me. They'd get bored as hell doing that after a while, and then I'd be through with having conversations for the rest of my life. Everybody'd think I was just a poor deaf-mute bastard and they'd leave me alone."-Catcher in the rye
"He was polite to his elders, who disliked him. Whatever his elders told him to do, he did. They told him to look before he leaped, and he always looked before he leaped. They told him never to put off until the next day what he could do the day before, and he never did. He was told to honor his father and his mother, and he honored his father and his mother. He was told that he should not kill, and he did not kill, until he got into the Army. Then he was told to kill, and he killed. He always turned the other cheek on every occasion and always did unto others exactly as he would have had others do unto him. When he gave to charity, his left hand never knew what his right hand was doing. He never took the name of the Lord his God in vain, committed adultery or coveted his neighbour's ass. In fact, he loved his neighbour and never even bore false witness against him. Major Major's elders disliked him because he was such a flagrant nonconformist." Catch 22.
Good afternoon.
Your loving Statler.
