as noted in the sidebar, i'm reading "porno" by irvine welsh and it's got the same slang and vocal thickness of welsh's seminal "trainspotting". my brother really picked a good one when he decided to get me a book for christmas. i don't read as much as i used to and when i do it's mostly online documentation or o'reilly books.
i finished palahniuk's "lullaby" [warning: horrible flash based site ahoy.] a month back and i think after this i'm going to pick up the new dave eggers book "you shall know our velocity" even if it has had mixed reviews.
i think perhaps the best part of "porno" is still the cover - which looks like a blow up doll peering out from behind celophane. rubber nipples poking out of the bottom of the circle, mouth agape waiting to be violated by a lonley soul on too cold a night. that cover gets all kinds of stares on the bus. a toothless and disheveled homeless man stared at it for a solid twenty minutes, prodding and imploring the people around him to look at it. a wild grin across his old perverted face. on the flip side of the coin a jehovah's witness turned away in disgust and stopped trying to peddle a copy of the watchtower to me. so that was a bonus...
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