I'm ready to read it again

As some of you may know (Yes, I am aware the only person reading this is Heather), my favorite book is Infinite Jest, by the talented David Foster Wallace. Last night, when I heard this news story about a Brazillian Christian sect that has been allowed by the US Supreme Court to ingest a hallucinogenic tea in religious rituals, I immediately thought of the book and of the incredibly potent DMZ. Why? The drug they have been ingesting in their tea is called DMT, and I had never heard of it until yesterday.

So, I pulled out the book to read a few passages. I do that every now and then, because every time I do, what I read seems almost new to me: deeper, richer, just--well--new, even though it is not. It can't be helped. It's a book that you simply must read at least two times if you want any chance of digesting/absorbing everything.

Unfortunately, last night, I opened right to my least favorite part to read, Lenz and his canine cruelty. I won't say any more, even though I know the only person reading this has read the book twice. (more?) I read it anyway. I don't know why. I read that passage, the first three pages, and a bit about Joelle, and I realized it's time to reread.

I think seeing the picture of Jake may have had something to do with it, too; I can't be sure.

When I picked it up last night, I wished it had an index. I'm going to make one as I read this time. Hopefully, I can keep up with it, but, if not, I'll index next time. It's going to be HUGE, this index, but I have been reading a bit on indexing recently, and I'd like to practice.

Clapotis, you are done. I have been wearing you for about a week, and I think it's finally time to send you off to mom. You're so freakin' warm, I want to make sure I get you to her while it's still getting cold out.

One day, I will make you a solid-colored sibling, because, while I love you, I think you're a little busy. You're the only variegated thing I have loved. You should feel special.

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Yup.