I picked up some light reading for the coming weeks. Part of my ongoing effort to read more. And to twist my reading pattern back into more one of research than of pure fictional pursuit.

Mrs. NFB and myself did a book exchange with each other a few months back. I gave her the Hyperion/Endymion books, she gave me four smut novels. I started reading one of them a couple weeks back and found it not as distasteful as I'd imagined. Asking her about it she said, "just wait. That last one I gave you is pure filth."

"Then why'd you give it to me?"

"Because I like it."

So I shuffled the order of them and she scolded me and said I have to read them in the order she gave them to me. OK, if you say so.

Anyway, the only confusing part of the book I'm currently reading is it's part of an ongoing series where I haven't read any of the other parts. So there's references to the fact that the main character's uncle is actually her father who's taken her mother as a lover for years but her father doesn't know that her uncle is her real father and neither does she. Got that? No? Then you know how I felt when that was all revealed in the space of about three sentences in the book I'm reading.

Oh, it's also mildly confusing that some Norman has come in and stolen her castle from her and yet she willingly boffs him regularly, but hey, we're talking porn level scripting here, not Shakespear. Just, this is like porn scripting for teenage girls. Light on the porn and heavy on the over-acted woe-is-me garbage. Still, considering, it's not all that bad a read. Not good enough I can remember the name of it when I'm not holding it, but passably entertaining. Keeps my mind occupied while she watches "Deal, or let's keep opening briefcases until the audience is bored to tears."

Not so much a BREAK

I find it telling that starting out with six briefcases with a million in them the person playing STILL ends up with fifty some grand. OK, so the book doesn't keep my mind completely occupied.

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I iTuned my way into listening to MNS's Mathgeeks album on my way into work this morning. I cranked that fugger up and let it throb and pulse me down the road. It's amazing the amount of dirty looks you get from people used to listening to the horrible hip-hop pounding beats when you listen to anything that falls outside standard time signatures. So, MNS, you can mark "pissing off a bunch of strangers on their daily commute" off your list now. I plan on cranking it up even louder on the way home tonight, because I'm just that way. Really, it feels like the type of music that needs to be loud.

Overall, I can dig it. I feel the vocals are sometimes a little too buried, but that's a common complaint I have for most self-produced muzak. Outside of that, pretty cool. Not my usual bag, but my usual bag is becoming stranger and more diverse every day. So, basically, MNS just made my bag bigger.

Yikes.

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Mrs. NFB got into the Lonesome Dove prequel, but she's hardcore into the entire Lonesome Dove saga. This is my early week at work, so I'm going to bed before it's on. But her general review is, "They do a better job of playing those characters than the original actors did. I like it." Heh, book purists.

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Sci-Fi on Fox is a good way to drive a man mad. I see the Terminator series started up Sunday. Part of me wanted to watch, then I noticed the protective Terminator is the crazy sister from Firefly/Serenity and it brought back memories of everything from Harsh Realm to the already mentioned. Fox won't keep this show on the air for more than two months. You can count on it.

I'll wait for the years after DVD release where the actors talk wistfully of how special the project was and how terrific it was because they never had time to develop a distaste for it.

Enough. Later.