Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance

I don't know if I enjoyed this or not.


It was the favourite book of an old friend, who repeatedly inserted it in the bibliography of the engineering books he'd written. Though I always thought its inclusion was more showing off rather than providing genuine influence. It's been on my shelf for years, so I figured it was time to crack the spine.


Well, it was a dense old tome. Whilst it wasn't a true doorstop by any means, it certainly packed in the big Scrabble words and had an unconventional story that kept you on your toes. Gloss over a page or two and you could very easily become lost.


Half of it was well thought out philosophy that really made you think. Should I ever get invited to any parties, I could certainly bust out a few choice nuggets of wisdom to impress. The other chunk of it was vast walls of tedious, near impenetrable stoner ramblings that at said shindig, would quickly force you to make your excuses to avoid hearing any more.


Worth reading purely to say that you have done so. It might change your life, it might leave you feeling confused and tired. Or somewhere inbetween like me.