The Nine Faces of Dave
if pockets were forbidden, we'd all wear sweat pants
I've been getting myself wrapped up in a book again. This
time it's "The Club Dumas", on which "The Ninth Gate" was
based. As with any really great book I read, it's invading
my mentality. I fear that I may start thinking like a rare
"The Club Dumas" has the drawback of being yet another book
I read that none of my peers at school have even heard of.
This sort of thing doesn't really do much for my social
life; most of the people I know seem more inclined to talk
about some movie I never got around to seeing.
In slightly related news, I've concluded that I have damn
near nothing in common with most people, even people I like
and would consider friends. Case in point: nobody in my
class at school has seen "Cool Hand Luke," which happens to
be one of my favorite movies. This would suggest one of
1) I'm extremely uncool,
2) Most people are uncool in a conformist sort of way, or
3) We all suck it down.