When I was in college, I was on a mythology kick…joseph campell type stuff.

I fell in love with "Women who run with the wolves" and T read it, but thought the writing style was a bit dense and unclear to plow through.

I also shared both the book and Indie movie Thumbsucker, which I love. He was much more enthusiastic about that. It spurred conversation on a lot of issues.

The soundtrack had songs by the late elliott smith--T was shocked that not only is he dead, but either his girlfriend stabbed him or he stabbed himself after an argument. I guess T was a fan.