I polished off a book in one sitting today, completely out of my apartment. Half laying out in the sun and the other half at Coffee Underground. The book is called The Cheese Monkeys by Chip Kidd.
It's quite the funny tale about a college age kid entering college back in the late fifties and declaring his major to be art. He despises art, but needed something to major just for the sake of a major. The writing reminds me of David Sedaris, but with a Dennis Miller speed of jokes flying at you. Quite the entertainment.
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