Love it. Love it love it love it. So much love for the Philip K. Dick. I totally want to go read other things he's written, like right now! I might do that. Speaking of what to read next, for anyone who cares to vote, I'm looking at Eco Eliot or Erdrich for 'E.' (That's Umberto, George, and Louise.) Speaking of voting, and Georges, today I got the brilliant inspiration in the midst of the signs posted for all the "Vote for me for president of law school student government" etc. signs that are up right now, as the campaign for next year's officers is in full swing, that why don't we vote George W. for president of Hofstra Law SBA and then he can step down from "his" current position? That got me a dirty look. Anyway, I digress. Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said is so good!
It's funny, like, "I hate L.A., too, but we have to live with it. It's there."
It's totally amazingly deep, as I tried to at least mention in my last post.
And furthermore I totally want to know what is going to happen!
I LIKE this Alys character, a lot. Except now she's ... well, bones? Maybe? What exactly happened there?
I definitely recommend this book.
Off to Indigo...
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