Today, I met a girl and I found out that she likes Chuck Klosterman and debating. I have read two of Klosterman's books:
#1- Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs, which I thoroughly enjoyed.
#2- Killing Yourself to Live, the most self-indulgent vanity project I have ever read.
So, it was clear what I had to do next: I asked her if she would like to debate Chuck Klosterman.
It turned out, she had only read two of his books as well.
#1- Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs, which she thoroughly enjoyed.
#2- Chuck Klosterman IV, which she also loved.
Since we agreed on "Sex, Drugs..." and hadn't read the same second book, there wasn't much to debate.
Later on in the day I went for a walk down High Street. Bought myself a smoothie (you know I love smoothies), and headed to a local bookstore (you know I love books!). I fumbled around a clearance bin where everything was priced at 1 pound. There was clearly nothing of literary value in the bin, which, I imagine, is why they cost a pound. I moved on and browsed my favourite sections- travel, classics, languages.
On my current fixed budget I decided it wasn't the best time to indulge, but as I began to leave the store I passed the clearance bin once again and found myself slowing down. I moved a couple of books around and uncovered one that really caught my eye. There was a big picture of a beer on the cover- it was a book about home brewing. But what was underneath was even more interesting; Chuck Klosterman IV.
I dug a one-pound coin out of my pocket.
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