Foucault's Pendulum Back in Print

I was a raving lunatic about Umberto Eco's Foucault's Pendulum for the longest time after I read it and I couldn't stop talking about it (probably very annoying!). I remember exactly who gave me his copy of it, though not his name, and I usually have a terrible memory. It was my college roommate Laura's boyfriend. She was an Early Childhood Education major and whenever she got tipsy she would put on Harry Connick Jr.'s "We Are in Love" and do a little interpretive dance. Her boyfriend, whom she wanted to marry, was the only person I knew who had actually joined a fraternity (there weren't many boys in the Medieval and Renaissance literature department--well, two to be exact, and one of them was a Jesuit). He told us horrific stories of his hazings (they once beat him up and left him in a downtown park in the middle of the night) and I always wondered why someone so smart would ever want to be friends with people who treated him that way. I lost track of all my college roommates after I graduated, but I sometimes wonder where they are now and what they're doing. Thanks for indulging that little trip down Memory Lane. If you haven't read Foucault's Pendulum, give it a swing. (via The Elegant Variation)