He was rounder than the average undergraduate and wore more hats. That is to say, there was just the one hat which he habitually wore, but he wore it with a passion that was rare in one so young. The hat was dark red and round, with a very flat brim, and it appeared to move as if balanced on gimbals, which ensured its perfect horizontality at all times, however its owner moved his head. As a hat it was a remarkable rather than entirely successful piece of personal decoration. It would make an elegant adornment, stylish, shapely and flattering, if the wearer were a small bedside lamp, but not otherwise.
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Date: 2009-03-13 01:12 pm (UTC)I figured you'd be the one to recognise what I was quoting, especially since the line in the subject, and the paragraph are my favourite quotes from that book, so I'm pretty sure I've posted them before.
I don't know if it's just that I've read the book so many times or if it's real. But I have a very clear memory of seeing, on screen, the computer program whatshisface made to to attempt to unstuck the couch from his stairs, in which a wireframe couch is constantly rotating in attempt to free itself from wireframe stairs. I can't get any tighter hold on the memory except that I think that it was just randomly in the background in a scene of some show or film.
If it's just from reading the book so much, I'm rather impressed with my imagination, cause it's very clear in my mind.