I recently commented to someone that I found Vonnegut's writing hilarious. My opinion was met with disbelief. How dare I think his writing is hilarious. (It was OK because at least this person HAS read some of his books.) I felt that I should clarify what I mean by hilarious: It's not that I find him roll on the floor laugh out loud funny, but I tend to smirk frequently while reading his books.
I'm currently reading Player Piano. I just passed the part where the stray cat was electrocuted on an electrified fence. At this point the cat appears irrelevant to the story. Talk about going off on a tangent...
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