I can't even hold a conversation when I drive, the verbal section of my brain is not online when I'm driving. The pattern recognition/geometry section is in control, and if I try to swap bad things happen.
'Dirty Girls'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
I get all lost in thinking about my breathing and technique (and this is is usually just walking) and keep having to rewind. It's a bummer, because it seems like the perfect opportunity to consume more books. I'm hopeful that I will not have to think quite so much at some point and audiobooks will be accessible to me.
connie, I just heard about a study that says that's exactly why it's hard for people to talk on the cellphone and drive - it's not the verbal so much, as that they are picturing the other person, to the detriment of watching traffic.
I hate audiobooks. I've tried and tried, but I hate them. Plus, $35 for a book you can't flip through? No.
I don't buy audiobooks. I nabbed some in a free trial, or I borrow them from the library, rip to iPod and delete when I return them.
On my long commute it was perfect. These days, NSM. Now that I neither drive far nor exercise poor James Bond hasn't even gotten to the good bits yet.
No books in the bathroom. Sorry.
I bring reading materials into the bathroom and GF hates it.
When I worked at the bookstore people would try to bring reading material into the bathrooms there, which is just too icky. Luckily there are alarms, so most of the time, we could stop them.
I'm going to booktalk Into Thin Air: A Personal Account of the Mt. Everest Disaster by Jon Krakauer this morning and I haven't read it yet. I looked at the description on Amazon so I have some info. Any details anyone can add to "sell" the book to teenage boys?
Well, there is danger and harrowing death. Complete with dying phonecalls to a beloved wife all the way in New Zealand.
Also, terrible frostbite.
Incredible stupidity and uh. . . yeah, that's all I remember.
It convinced me to never try mountain climbing, but I can't remember any details.
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