Thursday, May 14, 2009
who's infinite now, huh?
i did it - i finished infinite jest! i don't know if you can see it in the above picture (a certain visiting dog contemplated having a little chew on it - every once in a while she likes to gnaw on well-seasoned books). minnow looks worried, because he knew how close to the end i was at this point, and how dutifully i flipped back to the endnotes again and again and again, maintaining a careful two-bookmark system. this is pretty much where this book was read in its entirety: my bed. although i did defy logic and read it in the bathtub a couple of times, it rarely if ever made it downstairs, and never out of the house. i am still digesting the actual story, so i don't have much in the way of a book review. i was left feeling like too many loose ends were floating around at the end, wondering what happened to just about every character. i know more about tennis culture than i ever cared to, and almost that much about intra-venous and other types of drug abuse. here is my favorite line from the whole book:
"the door's got a big poster of r. limbaugh on it, from before the assassination." page 929.