today, i shuffled aimlessly for an hour and only ayn rand jumped out at me. this is great, since i consider the fountainhead and atlas shrugged my two most favorite novels. however, this sucks, because i already own both volumes. while i would get great joy in handing these two tomes off to my friends and family, i doubt too many of them would be highly receptive to their weighty masses.
besides, the whole point of this excursion was for my own personal reading pleasure.
i decided to explore the science section, but couldn't seem to find it. so, i settled on philosophy. there, i found godel, escher, back, a book once loaned to me by the great spencer-pierce. i had skimmed this book then, back in high school, but couldn't seem to find the time to really dive into it between my frenzied academic and extracurricular activities.
this book further sparked my interest in science/math subjects, but i settled for history, since i couldn't locate those departments. well, lo and behold! the science section was right there amidst the history cove. i tried terribly hard to find something about physics to purchase, but all i really wanted to read was alice in quantumland--an allegory of quantum mechanics told through the adventures of alice's explorations of the world of modern physics, with quanta depicted as eccentric characters similar to those in wonderland, and quantum laws as the nonsensical or counter-intuitive rules governing Carroll's world--which they did not have. [ <-- excellent giftmas present idea here!]
on the reverse side of the shelf, i found mathematics. here, i ran across geek logik: 50 foolproof equations for everyday life, a book i read about in the star today and considered buying for jqr. while it would be funny to calculate should i apologize?, should i be pissed?, should i get a tattoo? and is it time to see a therapist? once or twice, the book, realistically, is logically impractical.
so, i moved on.
after debating intellectually heftier works by authors such as stephen hawkings, i settled on flatterland, a sequel to a book (flatland) i was always envious of my brother getting to read (more like having to read) in mrs. cummins' 9th grade gifted and talented math class, but have never actually read myself, and letters to a young mathematician, which is already motivating me to get back on track with my own studies and teaching goals.
as a few people have already pointed out to me tonight, i'm a complete nerd. and it's true, but that's ok.
i could have easily picked up some forgettable novels about murder, mystery, sex and love. and i do enjoy reading these books. i enjoy the escapism entrenched in fiction.
but i like thinking sometimes too.