The entire first chapter of Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows as graffiti on a bathroom stall wall. Interesting, but someone has waaaay too much time on their hands.
- Dreamed about my mom last night for the first time I remember. We bumped into each other travelling in a foreign country. She looked as frail as she did before her death, but was getting around fine and we just walked around and ate and saw the sights enjoying each others company. She looked radiant, but God- how frail.
- One of my favorite books is also one of my favorite movies- Fahrenheit 451. People misinterpret the moral of the story almost completely. There was a component of the dangers of state sponsored censorship to it as most people presume, but it is mostly about the danger of television and other mass media eroding mans love of books and by extension not thinking for ones self. You can actually see this tone set as Montag's wife centers her whole life around the television and radio making herself so miserable she suicides.
- What I'm listening to: Living Colour Cult Of Personality. More proof the late 80s and early 90s were the apex of mans musical endeavours.
- I haven't enjoyed the aquarium nearly as much as I thought I would, but the sound of the water trickling out of the filter is nice when I'm sitting up writing like this.
- Zachary loves taking the car through automated washes.
- A simple pleasure.
The entire first chapter of Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows as graffiti on a bathroom stall wall. Interesting, but someone has waaaay too much time on their hands. 
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I love Living Colour and listen to them often! Cult of Personality was a great one... second best was Love Rears Up It's Ugly Head....
You've hit the nail on the head vis á vis F 451°.
Even though I haven't read it since junior high school, I think of it often when I see the mindless pursuits that our culture now fills its time with.
Yeah, the stated premise of censorship was a device to ponder the more insidious demolition of the collective soul that was occurring as people filled their homes with more and more talking walls, and listening to the voices in their "Seashell radios" (Bluetooth, iPod anyone?).
Then, of course, the pièce de résistance, showing just how far that society had fallen, the dude marries Heidi, the ultimate plastic, vacuous blonde bimbo. Oh, wait, that's not in Bradbury's version - Guy was the hero. Nevermind.
Hey Sherri- Yep, same here on LRUIUH. They still tour and could definitely see myself at one of their shows.
Don- Hey man. A couple of thoughts on RB. Recently he saw a woman in his neighborhood with yes- ear buds in her ears walking her dog with her husband and he was struck at how oblvious she was to both and in fact the rest of her world.
Also, years ago he was a speaker at UCLA? and ended up walking out.
The students argued with him over the meaning of the book...
Kev
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