Some stuff that I took (without permission :P) from Carl's website (stated in the earlier post)
For those of us who have been disillusioned by formal education, book stores have offered an escape: a place to stumble onto new shit.
Since way back in high school, when I’ve needed creative juice, I’ve take a random stroll through a book store… to raise my awareness, study independently, and find inspiration in unexpected places. I’d sit down with 4 or 5 books at a time and dig through them. I’d usually go home with at least one. (If my parents let me xD)
I think Private Libraries are another fantastic business idea. Old books, new books, it doesn’t matter — as long as they’re personally-selected for a devoted audience. Instead of coffee shops, why not pay to hang out in a media library personally selected by the Coen Brothers or Kevin Smith? Go there and study all day. I think we’ll be seeing those popping up in the future. If I’m lucky.
I have a poor short-term memory.
Tell me a phone number and it’s wiped from existence by the time you reach the last digit. Concepts are my life raft in a sea of splashy facts. I don’t remember names, birthdays, or what I was doing ten minutes ago.
Unless I intentionally commit something to memory, chances are, it’s gone.
I don’t even know the names of the streets in my neighborhood where I’ve lived for 13 years
Most of the time, it’s because I don’t care.I daydream like crazy. My internal world is so abstract and philosophical that I’d be a wandering, homeless nut if it weren’t for my ability to micromanage and control my own habits.
I don’t have much interest in old stuff unless it serves a purpose. Sentimentality is for teenagers who are afraid their identities will disappear if they don’t cover their walls with everything they like. (Unfortunately, I'm still thinking like a teen, so well... heheheh)
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