I love books, and how utterly they can transport you elsewhere. I've been reading Watchmen, and I completely forgot that I have a meeting to attend in just a half hour's time (today's Friday, right?). If it were not for the need to eat, this time would have passed me by entirely. I'm afraid I'm still not entirely back on earth yet, either. I love that warm, empty feeling I get when emerging from a book. I forget just about everything else; where I am, what might be happening in the family.. though it does make it difficult to engage in conversation or focus on anything else.
(Also you should all read Watchmen)