Woo-hoo! The TV-free lifestyle spreads. Its memetic. And
you have so much more time for reading.
Which lead me to want to post a diary entry mentioning a
book I'm re-reading, Infinite Jest. Infinite Jest ought to
be a hacker classic. Its incredibly self-referential in
ways ranging from subtle to drop-on-your foot obvious. The
hurt your foot end of this is that its over a thousand
pages, and the some of the endnotes have footnotes. Many of
which just describe the drugs the characters are taking, but
others contain some fairly subtle jokes. The more subtle
bit are the references to the outside world, such as the
world's funniest joke, which is not a mainly a Python
reference, but a video titled Infinite Jest, which features
deeply in the plot. Once you watch IJ (the video) you can't
bring yourself to do anything else until you die laughing.
The book would be called science fiction if it hadn't been
done by a serious author. There are ongoing gags involving
the naming of years, various bits of future technology, etc.
I'll admit that part of the kick (for me) is that the book
involves Quebecios seperatists, and a bizzare virtual
overlay of Boston and Cambridge, with parts described
perfectly -- my old neighborhood of Inman Sq features
regularly, and mostly accurately, but with occaisonal random
bits of non-reality where things that don't exist just sort
of meld in in a way that only heavy drug use or artistic
license can explain. IJ isn't an easy read the way Snow
Crash was. Its not even an easy read the way Godel, Escher
Bach is. The first time I read it was a struggle. The
second is far more rewarding. I expect that the final joke
is that the book is rich enough that it will draw me in
again, and again, until I die laughing.