Well, my Tender Lumplings, I may not have told you this before but I'm not a big fan of New Years as a holiday. It is really just another day to me. Much like the 4th of July or Valentines Day or any number of other lab created holidays. I don't make merry myself at these times and I certainly don't make new years resolutions. I already know I'm not gonna do whatever it is I may say I'll do. Why kid myself.
However, I do sometimes make an informal list of things I'd like to do. And this year that list contains one unusual and possibly attainable goal. I am going to attempt to read nothing but the works of Philip K. Dick this year. I have a considerable collection of his novels and short fiction, some of which I have read, but most of it I have not. So, I will endeavor to work through all of it. Only then can I too be called a true "Dickhead".
Dick is not easy to read. Some of his ideas and thus some of his books are quite the ordeal to get through. Let's face it, the man was not right in the head. And so I may not make it very far in my quest. I may get so freaked out, paranoid or just down right depressed that I have to stop. But I am prepared to do my best. I shall enter this fight with a positive out look and a smile on my face. I'll keep you posted as to my progress.
What other tasks have I set for myself this year? Oh you know the usual stuff: eat better, loose weight, blah blah blah.
Until I see you again my dears.
