From the "Inspirational" section at the Fucking Gigantic Bookstore, where not only enlightenment but also History, Language, and Self-Improvement come at very reasonable prices. Good coffee, too.
Well the, as the fellow on your shelf said once, what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. Let us know if you run into trouble trying to swallow him whole.
But what’s the deal with the Bible on CD, though? Is that secondary literature for when you get to Friedrich’s ‘Der Antichrist’?
Now if it would have been Kierkegaard sitting there next to James Earl Jones’ bible, the humor factor would have been entirely diminished… although the idea of a James Earl Jones bible is, in and of itself, rather funny…
As for JEJ reading the bible, isn’t that just a little predictable? I’d rather have it read by Jeff Bridges. Except I gues he’s too busy hocking Duracell batteries these days. But think of it, though: The Dude.
Well the, as the fellow on your shelf said once, what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. Let us know if you run into trouble trying to swallow him whole.
But what’s the deal with the Bible on CD, though? Is that secondary literature for when you get to Friedrich’s ‘Der Antichrist’?
Oh, sorry, I didn’t get to read the caption under the picture. I thought that was a bookshelf in your apartment. Heh.
Uneasy Bedfellows? What’s the problem? ‘Gott mit uns!’ Isn’t She?
“And now at Barnes & Ignoble, James Earl Ray reads the Bible!”
God is dead.
Yup, I’m inspired.
Now if it would have been Kierkegaard sitting there next to James Earl Jones’ bible, the humor factor would have been entirely diminished… although the idea of a James Earl Jones bible is, in and of itself, rather funny…
“James Earl Jones Reads The Bible” would be a great title for a novel.
Even though you just know it would be one of those annoying PoMo novels about urban ditherers and their existential crises.
The JEJ bible would just make Kierkegaard depressed…like that’s hard.
Blandwagon–damn, that’s a nice idea.
As for JEJ reading the bible, isn’t that just a little predictable? I’d rather have it read by Jeff Bridges. Except I gues he’s too busy hocking Duracell batteries these days. But think of it, though: The Dude.