November 7, 2009 by sandwichcontrol
It is way too early to be awake. I knew that I had to be up early for this chicken gig, but I had not expected my body to wake me up at 5:30am. I am so dumb.
Well, I am up. And coffee is being consumed.
Last night I finished reading The Messenger, which I can only assume is about Jesus, and was struggling with what to read next. I started digging through the growing stack of “books to read” and was at a loss. Pancake Land suggested that I read the them in alphabetical order.
“By author or title?”
“Forward or backward?”
“Should I start from the beginning of the alphabet or the end? A or Z?”
with slight annoyance “Which ever you like.”
A few minutes pass. (This is the part where I am alphabetizing the titles.)
“Do numbers come before A?”
“Well, if I start from A then I am reading 1984 and if I start from Z the I am reading Zodiac.”
“Perhaps I should try by author.”
A few more minutes pass. (This is when I am re-alphabetizing by author.)
with a growing level of annoyance “Ugh.”
“if I start from A then I am reading The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams and if I…”
“You haven’t read The Hitchhiker’s Guide?”
“Um.. no. I meant to when I was younger, but never got around to it. I have listened to the audiobook, though.”
“How have I read that and you haven’t?”
“I don’t know. But, if I start from Z then I will be reading Musashi by Eiji Yoshikawa.”
“Oh…eh…erm…I’ll be in there in a second.”
About fifty minutes later Pancake Land came into my office to discover my “books to read” stacked all over the floor to my office.
“There is this book you should read… um something about water and elephants… “Watering the Elephants” or something.”
Insert the sound of me rummaging through a stack of books.
“You mean Water for Elephants?”
“Why should I read that next?”
“It was written in National Novel Writing Month.”
And it was settled. I’m reading Water For Elephants by Sara Gruen. I thought perhaps that I should pick up reading True Grit again just for today, you know the whole Rooster thing. Nevermind.
Well, I’ve gotta run. Chicken run. More soon. ~SC
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