___ Books in a Year Challenge

While I was surfing GoodReads the other day I saw people talking about something called the 50 Books in a Year challenge. I'm not really going to explain the challenge because it's pretty self explanatory but I say that I decided to participate, though I'm going to try for more than 50 books, considering I started two days ago and have already read two books, even though the are a bit on the short side, as I'm writing this I'm actually more than halfway through the third book. The first book I read was Phillip K. Dick's "Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?" which, to say the least, was fucking amazing, so I decided to just read, at least, a few more of Dick's stories. The second book I read was "Minority Report" which, although I loved the film, I thought was better than the film. Now I'm on my third book which I'll finish really soon, and I'm reading yet another Dick book, "Paycheck" which, just like "Minority Report", I'm enjoying more than the film. I think I'll read "A Scanner Darkly" next, and then, who knows?

-JollyOldDro

Tom Ford Fall 2010 Eyewear Collection

"Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more..."

"Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Nameless here for evermore..."

"And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain

Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;

So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating

`'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door -

Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; -

This it is, and nothing more,.."

"Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,

`Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;

But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,

And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,

That I scarce was sure I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; -

Darkness there, and nothing more..."

Excerpts from "The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe 

(because thats what these pictures made me think of)

-JollyOldDro