Friday, August 19, 2005

Five Books To Take to a Desert Island

Stopped at Borders last night to rejuvenate my soul, and during my perusing I overheard a man and a woman discussing a book she'd just read. I don't know what book it was, but she said, "If I'm ever stranded on a desert island, that's a book I want to have with me".

The "desert island" parlor game is one often played out during late night bull sessions, when you desperately rack your mind to come up with five books (or five albums, or five attractive members of your desired sex) that will show how witty, sophisticated, and soulful you are. It gets ankle-deep in a big hurry when you're playing this game with someone you're also trying to seduce. "Ah, well, if I could take along some Mozart, some Proust, and Essence by Lucinda Williams, well, who needs to be rescued, chuckle-chuckle."

Ecch. Tho I do like Lucinda Williams. I'd probably like Mozart and Proust, too, if I exposed myself to them. But even if someday I do, I doubt À la recherche du temps perdu is making the list. No, if I ever find myself stranded on a desert island, these are the five books I hope wash up on shore beside me:

The Desert Island Survival Handbook (Stranded Edition)
HELP! 1,001 Ways To Announce Over A Wide Area That You Need Assistance
The Big, Big, BIG Book of Hardcore Pornographic Images
The Porno Omnibus--1971-2005
The Compleat Pervert, Vol. I-VI

But that's just me.

posted by Gene @ 12:26 PM   |