The Fountainhead on my Back
Back from a late night shift at the Seattle distribution center. It's my seventh or eighth day of working down there, so I am now back on my old college vampire schedule. I always make the mistake of drinking something caffeinated during my shift, so I come home wired.
I will flip through The Fountainhead and try and finish it tonight. My high school English teacher wanted me to read it and enter the Fountainhead essay contest. This was in 1989 or 1990. I started it and never made it past 30 or 40 pages. I remember I was not a big fan of Rand's writing back then. So now, some 10 or so years later, I'm almost done with it. I will be glad to get this monkey off my back. I'm still not sure I'm a big fan of her writing, but she has some interesting ideas. The characters are all puppets to me, but she gets her point across, blunt as she may be.
Working at Amazon, I always have about fifty books I want to read piled all around my bed. When I roll around in bed in the middle of the night, I hear hardcovers falling on the ground.
I dream of snowboarding.