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Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance

Robert M. Pirsig

I can see by my watch, without taking my hand from the left grip of the cycle, that it is eight-thirty in the morning. The wind, even at sixty miles an hour, is warm and humid. When it's this hot and muggy at eight-thirty, I'm wondering what it's going to be like in the afternoon.

OK, I'm going to be straight up with you guys. I have started this book no less than four times; I've never once finished it. I even bought a copy two years ago, thinking that eventually, I'd read it. The furthest I've ever gotten is page 136 out of 373. Oops. Now, I'm going to stick up for myself and say that I haven't tried reading it since I started riding my own motorcycle (and ergo, doing my own maintenance). Maybe I'd be able to get more into it now. Zen has been described to me as the ultimate motorcycle book; the quintessential "every biker should read this!". Maybe. But personally, once he started getting Greek philosophers living in his head and stopped talking as much about bikes, Pirsig lost me right out the window. I'm really going to have to try to re-read it someday. I'll change this review if I ever finish the darn thing. :)
[Update 11/08: It's going better this time; I'm on page 134 and therefore about to beat my personal best. ;) I'm understanding the whole "I lost my personality and am trying to re-gain it" angle now, so I'm actually appreciating the book a bit. I'll fill you in once I've finished it.]
[Update: I did finally finish it. I think my problem was that I expected the book to be about motorcycling. It's not. If you can get that, you'll get through the book. It's pretty interesting; I can't really say whether I liked it or not...but I did finally finish it. ;)]

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