Monday, Monday
Monday, July 14th, 2008I feel like I ought to talk about Hell Boy II, but I don’t feel like it. Maybe later. I will say I liked it, quite a bit. I think I enjoyed the first one more, but definitely worth ten bucks. So what do I want to talk about.
How about books? Art Garfunkel has read 1023 books since June 1968. What’s interesting is that he’s kept track. Go back and click his name, all 1023 are listed. He’s probably read more since, the list only goes through 2007. I’m pretty sure I’ve read at least that many, I’m pretty sure that until recently I’ve owned at least that many. I’ve been trying to cull the collection down. 189 down so far. It’s funny when you actually start to quantify something. I originally guesstimated I had around 2K books. When I started to actually box them up I realized that I had probably closer to a thousand.
Anyway I’ve not been reading much lately,so when I read about Art’s 1000 books it got me thinking. How long would it take me to read my next thousand books? So I visited Gutenberg.org and downloaded a few things I have been meaning to read for twenty years and I started. I’m reading the Arthurian Chronicles now. Think I’ll knock down Beowulf for number two, Adam Smith’s Wealth of Nations is on the list along with Nietsche. I don’t know how many times I’ve started Beyond Good and Evil or Thus Spake Zarathustra more often than Ulysses which maybe I’ll be brave enough to try and tackle again after I’ve built some momentum.
Speaking of momentum, I did something extremely out of character today. I did not want to do it. I kept thinking of a million little reasons and excuses not to to it today. On the way several little pains that I had not noticed all day kept cropping up. It was like my body was in rebellion. Which is weird because I was doing this for it, but it was acting like a two year old throwing a tantrum (notice the disassociation, it’s official I am crazy). Anyway against all my better instincts at fifteen after five I arrived at the Charlie Daniels Park in Mt.Juliet. I managed to walk three quarters of a mile in thirty minutes. Pitiful, but a start. Let’s see if I can repeat it tomorrow. My sister Amy is training for a marathon, maybe I’ll see if I can do a decimaraton.
On a final note thanks to the1spot on YouTube, for posting the latest episode of Top Gear. If you want to see it better hurry up. The BBC usually has YouTube take the episodes down in a day or so. Wow, it’s the 41st most viewed something or another today.