I enjoy rereading books. Or at least I did, back when I had time to read books! One book has held the top spot as being the most re-read book in my collection, Farenheit 451. Odd choice for a favorite re-read I know. But from the moment I was first introduced to Guy Montag to the moment I imagined a world where everyone became a walking book as the printed word vanished, I was hooked. Perhaps that is part of why I have such a hard time with technology such as the K*ndle. If ever a man saw what was coming, Bradbury did. From envisioning the advent of reality television and audience participation shows such as American Id*l to understanding how visual media would dull the mind until it could no longer appreciate good literature (just read reviews on any website for classic novels, which typically contain an abundance of complaints about how boring and difficult these books are to read), it is all there in that humble little book. Last week I pulled it out again, and handed it to the crocodile hunter to read for the first time. I have patiently waited for him to complete it so I might pick it up again. Guess now I will tip my hat to Ray Bradbury, and read it again in tribute.