I'll go off of my McSweeney's rant. I enjoy their website as well (but I think the consistently best part is their lists). Anyway, back to the point. I think books are fascinating. I took an English class at one point where the instructor spent a lot of time talking about information, and the types thereof. He had an argument that computers and the information housed on them, would never give the same thing that a book could/did. Despite the fact that I didn't/don't care for the person that this instructor was, he had a good point.

I first read The Hobbit on a computer. I didn't have access to the book itself, and so I sat there staring at a screen through each of it's "pages". I'm not going to get too deep into this thought, but in short, nothing compares to having a book in your hands. The completeness of a work in your hands is truly something to behold. The ability of the internet or computers, is that there is always something else. There isn't ever that closing point. Even here in this random thought, I've given you 4 excuses to leave my site. When is it that you'll consider yourself "finished" with those links, or even with this article?

My grandmother compiled my grandfather's journal entries for 13 years, and put them in a book. Originally undervalued by me, I now see this as a great collection to be treasured beyond my limited time. I have several projects that I would like to start. I'm really all about self-assigned-computer-based-projects. But my real pride comes in those things that end up leaving this false world of 1's and 0's and reappearing outside as something tangible.

Before I die, I want to publish a book. It doesn't need to be anything spectacular, or anything that anybody will really care about besides me. But to have the ability to pass something physical on to somebody besides me is something worth seeking.

Happy New Year