Hobo Signs

A bunch of bums guiding each other along the road of life.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Didn't make sense to amend the previous post--so I'm sure you all will put-up with a two-fer...

Tonight, C was downstairs working on a project (her design business activity comes in waves of activity), so I'm upstairs trying to suffer through the evening with the television. And even though TIVO records crap for me, I find myself getting more pissed as the evening drags on...

So out of morbid / disgusted boredom, I turn off the TV and listen to some piano sonatas through my tube-amp, and started back on the book that I'm reading. Within about 15 seconds, I wish the TV had never been turned on in the first place. I am so close to just chucking the thing out--and I'm not even being funny.

And for the Hobettes, this is what I've learned (from the book) thus far: (1) I am the most important man in my daughters life; and (2) I need to be her hero. And even when she rebels or otherwise tests boundaries, she's actually testing how much I love her. That--and that she'll lose respect for me if I waffle. Maybe I'll read this every year or so...

And as an aside, I have no idea how google can legally put up such a huge amount from a copywrited book as an online PDF. Makes me wonder why I bought the thing in the first place. Almost as bad as when I read Prozac Nation cover to cover at the Barnes & Noble.

2 Comments:

Blogger Just a Few Things about Scott ... said...

Hey, if you want to pass judgment upon yourself for reading books in bookstores, can you please choose circumstances that did not involve me reading the same book? I feel judged ... :-)

9/26/2007 10:26 AM  
Blogger Greg said...

Looking back--at the very least, we could have picked a better book.

Sure it was all the rage at the time; but looking back, who the heck cares about a whining immature twenty-something? (Oh--wait. I already get that every day!)

9/26/2007 2:27 PM  

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