BTW, Fausto was reading on the plane last weekend, too. En route from Boston to San Diego, he breezed through Tony Hillerman's Skeleton Man, a mystery novel set in the Southwest involving Navajo, Hopi, and Havasupai shamans and cops, a lost cache of diamonds, and the spiritual and material aftermath of a midair airline collision that spilled hundreds of bodies across the Grand Canyon back in the 1950's.
Not exactly the best thing to be reading on a plane when you happen to be flying across the Grand Canyon. Fausto would have much preferred to read it at Hooters.
Or even bring it unopened to Hooters. It wasn't Hillerman's best effort, in Fausto's opinion. Nevertheless, Hillerman is always an entertaining read.
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Oh, I've READ Dante. I meant that I don't think I know enough about Oliver Wendall Holmes.
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For that, you need to read Louis Menand's The Metaphysical Club.
Or there's always Wikipedia.
BTW, Fausto was reading on the plane last weekend, too. En route from Boston to San Diego, he breezed through Tony Hillerman's Skeleton Man, a mystery novel set in the Southwest involving Navajo, Hopi, and Havasupai shamans and cops, a lost cache of diamonds, and the spiritual and material aftermath of a midair airline collision that spilled hundreds of bodies across the Grand Canyon back in the 1950's.
Not exactly the best thing to be reading on a plane when you happen to be flying across the Grand Canyon. Fausto would have much preferred to read it at Hooters.
Or even bring it unopened to Hooters. It wasn't Hillerman's best effort, in Fausto's opinion. Nevertheless, Hillerman is always an entertaining read.
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