Reckless recommendations

Tommy, the dude who joined my team at work a mere six months ago and is already departing to bigger and better things a bit uptown, mentioned that he noticed a new book on my desk every week. He wondered if that had anything to do with my fucked up brain.

All I could say was, “Yup.”

He asked for a list of what I’d read over the past six months. I gave him a year. I conveniently had my blog entry from 5/16/08 ready to print. I hope he goes for the Palahniuk stuff first. The post-Palahniuk stuff is when it starts to get weird. And if you’ve ever read Palahniuk, that’s saying something.