Breakfast of Champions
I think Kilgore Trout is my new hero. I'm half way through Breakfast of Champions and it's awesome. Vonnegut's so good at breaking the rules. I read some parts to
jdcelery and she didn't think it was nearly as funny as I did. She said, "That's humor my dad would like." I'm still not sure how to take that. I got this first printing Dell paperback on paperbackswap.com.
Vonnegut drew pictures and put them in the book. Below are the pages about beavers. Kilgore Trout is a science fiction writer who sends all sorts of nutty stories to publishers but without a return envelope and sometimes without even a return address, so he's never notified if the stories are going to be published. Eventually, they do get published. A few different porn pubs use his work to make their dirty books thicker so Trout's stories (about martians and cloning and what not) are placed next to pictures of women with their legs spread. I thought this was funny. If I got a 70s book of porn and found Kilgore Trout's story alongside naked ladies, I would be very excited. I know Celery thought it was kind of offensive even though she didn't say so out loud.
One night I was reading the book and it split in two. I know this happened because some asshole cracked the spine. I get so outraged when I see some shmuck cracking a spine. If people want to borrow a book of mine, they get a list of things they must do in order to treat the book as a book should be treated. High up on the list is DON'T BREAK THE SPINE (it's right under DON'T READ THIS IN THE BATHTUB OR SHOWER). Celery thinks I should give my next borrower the two pieces of this book along with whatever book they trot off with so that I can better illustrate at least one point on my list. I thought about this but the fact is I'm still reading the book and I just can't do that with full concentration when I know I've only got half the story in my hand. It makes me nervous. So I taped the spine outside and in with mailing tape but now there is an ugly scar and page turning is wonky.
I'm also reading Windblown World: The Journals of Jack Kerouac 1947-1954. It's not nearly as good as I thought it would be and it's not like my hopes were super high. I'm only on page 34 of 421 so there's lots of room for it to get better.
jdcelery and she didn't think it was nearly as funny as I did. She said, "That's humor my dad would like." I'm still not sure how to take that. I got this first printing Dell paperback on paperbackswap.com.
Vonnegut drew pictures and put them in the book. Below are the pages about beavers. Kilgore Trout is a science fiction writer who sends all sorts of nutty stories to publishers but without a return envelope and sometimes without even a return address, so he's never notified if the stories are going to be published. Eventually, they do get published. A few different porn pubs use his work to make their dirty books thicker so Trout's stories (about martians and cloning and what not) are placed next to pictures of women with their legs spread. I thought this was funny. If I got a 70s book of porn and found Kilgore Trout's story alongside naked ladies, I would be very excited. I know Celery thought it was kind of offensive even though she didn't say so out loud.
One night I was reading the book and it split in two. I know this happened because some asshole cracked the spine. I get so outraged when I see some shmuck cracking a spine. If people want to borrow a book of mine, they get a list of things they must do in order to treat the book as a book should be treated. High up on the list is DON'T BREAK THE SPINE (it's right under DON'T READ THIS IN THE BATHTUB OR SHOWER). Celery thinks I should give my next borrower the two pieces of this book along with whatever book they trot off with so that I can better illustrate at least one point on my list. I thought about this but the fact is I'm still reading the book and I just can't do that with full concentration when I know I've only got half the story in my hand. It makes me nervous. So I taped the spine outside and in with mailing tape but now there is an ugly scar and page turning is wonky.
I'm also reading Windblown World: The Journals of Jack Kerouac 1947-1954. It's not nearly as good as I thought it would be and it's not like my hopes were super high. I'm only on page 34 of 421 so there's lots of room for it to get better.