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April 01, 2005
The Infernal Book Meme
You know, I was sure that if I kept my head down this meme would pass me by. But wouldn't you know it. Not only do I get tapped for the thing long after all the best comments on this infernal game have been made, but I get tapped by one of maybe three bloggers in the world who I can't just blow off. When your blogmother hands you a gift, you can't just say "no thanks" even if you're pretty sure it's actually the gom jabbar.
So here goes.
You're stuck inside Fahrenheit 451, which book do you want to be?
A Million Random Digits with 100,000 Normal Deviates by The RAND Corporation
Or Ed Abbey's novel Jonathan Troy, because that's the only way I'll get to read it. Abbey hated it and made sure it never saw print.
Have you ever had a crush on a fictional character?
Aside from Rana? Hmmm. That's a tough one. Maybe "Mike," the sentient mainframe computer from Heinlein's The Moon Is A Harsh Mistress, or perhaps the fictional "Ed Abbey" author character - not to be confused with the guy whose driver's license read "Edward Paul Abbey" who sat down at the typewriter and banged out Desert Solitaire. Or Joe, the Airedale in the ultra-cloying Beautiful Joe by Margaret Marshal Saunders.
As for female characters, I guess maybe Codi Noline in Kingsolver's Animal Dreams. My crushes on women tend to favor the non-fictitious variety.
The last book you bought is?
Antiintellectualism in American Life, Richard Hofstadter
What are you currently reading?
At any one point in my life, I have about 20 books I'm theoretically reading for work. (What ADD?) So instead of listing them all, I'll just enumerate the books currently opened and face down on my bedside table:
Transition Translation, Temple Grandin [need more caffeine]
Collapse, Jared Diamond
Over the Edge: Death in the Grand Canyon, Michael Ghiglieri and Thomas Myers
Packrat Middens: The Last 40,000 Years of Biotic Change, Julio Betancourt, Thomas R. Van Devender, and Paul Martin
Confessions of a Barbarian, Ed Abbey
Once Upon A Desert, Mojave River Valley Museum
The Paranoid Style in American Politics, Richard Hofstadter
Five books you would take to a deserted island:
How To Keep Your Volkswagen Alive: A Manual of Step-By-Step Procedures for the Compleat Idiot, 1972 edition, John Muir. (Maybe that should have been my answer to question #1.)
The Structure of Evolutionary Theory, Stephen J. Gould
Angle of Repose, Wallace Stegner
Birds of That Specific Deserted Island, Kenn Kaufman
The Very Hungry Caterpillar by Eric Carle, Cliffs Notes
Who are you going to pass this stick to (3 persons) and why?
To Deaniac-in-exile Kathy Flake because I bet she'll mention a book I didn't know I needed to read.
To Neo-Mensch-evist Michael Bérubé because I'm betting he's too busy to do it, thus limiting the damage I cause by passing this infernal memoid on.
To People's Attorney Skelly Wright because I'm curious.
Posted by Chris Clarke at April 1, 2005 07:46 AM
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Tracked: April 1, 2005 03:24 PM
OK, even though it's April 1, and mostly because the others in that part of the list seem to be straightforward and I'm only halfway through my second cup of coffee: Those animals are in translation, not transition.
If it's a hook, consider me got. But at least it's not using "transition" as a verb.Posted by: Ron at April 1, 2005 08:26 AM
Hey, wait! When did I become fictional?
Angle of Repose is an _excellent_ book. :)Posted by: Rana at April 1, 2005 10:14 AM
Can I borrow that Animals in Translation book you're reading when you're done? Sounds like it would keep good company with my open books right now, which include How To Speak Dog, The Intelligence of Dogs, and Learning Their Language.
And you're a dog, speaking of animals! A danged dawg!
Just for that, I'm gonna get the trashiest novel in my bookshelf and quote long excerpts just to bore you silly.
But I'll accept the challenge. Stay tuned.Posted by: KathyF at April 1, 2005 10:43 AM
Now, what did I do to deserve this?
Oh yeah. I remember.Posted by: Michael Bérubé at April 1, 2005 11:59 AM
See, I knew better than to ask you.
But I'm really upset that you never had a crush on Cassandra. She *is* fictional, after all.Posted by: beth at April 1, 2005 12:02 PM
I oblige you.Posted by: Skelly at April 1, 2005 12:45 PM
There. Can I have my 1000 postcards now?Posted by: KathyF at April 1, 2005 03:26 PM
Your 1,000 postcards were ready to be mailed to you from the postcard depository in Abuja. However, my father, who was a highly-placed official in the Nigerian Postal Service, was detained by OBASANJO forces before he could secure the postage. Please send a cashier's check for $49.93 and post your bank account information. Blessings and felicitaions on you family I humbly apologize.Posted by: Chris Clarke at April 1, 2005 06:02 PM
I own that blood Volkswagon book, although my '68 orange squareback went to VW heaven back in '86.Posted by: Roxanne at April 4, 2005 09:30 AM