Tuesday, November 18, 2003
ERRATA: On Sunday, I mentioned there were only two novels that I finished for English class in high school. My memory being what it was, I had completely forgotten about Of Mice And Men, which gave me some rich material about one football player keeping a "soft hand" for his woman. Sorry, Mrs. Yow, didn't mean to let you down.
Don't let this give the impression that I wasn't a reader in high school; I just chose my own fights. Kurt Vonnegut was a favorite at the time, and I've already told some of you the story about how I got bogged down in Atlas Shrugged one summer for a fair-haired lass before junior year. When worse came to worst, there was always Douglas Adams and Rolling Stone before it really, really started sucking. So there ya go.
Don't let this give the impression that I wasn't a reader in high school; I just chose my own fights. Kurt Vonnegut was a favorite at the time, and I've already told some of you the story about how I got bogged down in Atlas Shrugged one summer for a fair-haired lass before junior year. When worse came to worst, there was always Douglas Adams and Rolling Stone before it really, really started sucking. So there ya go.
|| Eric 2:01 PM#
