i started reading valis again today.

sitting on the front porch, this porch that has become so dear to me, bentley starts shouting, because bentley is too excited about life to do anything quietly.

he said he could tell by the back cover that i was reading phillip k dick and that he was now my big fan. he rushed me inside to show me his collection of phillip k dick books and insisted i borrow the one that came after valis

then i pointed to his unread book shelf and said those are two of my favorites (american gods and hell's angels)

then he read me his favorite quote from the rum diary

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