Thursday, June 30, 2011

Bonus Video

To make up for my rant, here is an awesome song by Michael Franti. Enjoy!

A Head Full of Angst

I think that it was about four o'clock this morning when I finally fell into a restless sleep. I went to bed at midnight, feeling tired, but then I proceeded to toss and turn for four hours, sweating and uselessly trying to find a comfortable position. It's been a little bit of a bumpy week. I've made the mistake of letting stupid and sullen people get to me. One reason is my lack of a certain substance this week, and I'm not talking about Johnny Walker red either.

I'm tired of eating lunch alone everyday. I'm tired of working with hipsters, who are barely out of their twenties, but have somehow attained all the knowledge available. In fact, today I get to work with two of my least favorite people: a prima donna rock star (in her own mind anyway) and a tired looking hipster with a Hitlerian haircut.

But tomorrow is payday. It's Friday. There are a couple of reasons to put a smile on my fact. I may even get lucky and see a film in a theater. Might happen.

I should have just stayed up reading Stick until four this morning. It's a compelling thriller and reading all night would have been better than rolling around in my own sweat.

Now I must go and scrounge up some lunch somewhere. Never a fun task. I'm in a lunchtime rut, and need to find some way out of it. McDonald's ain't the answer.

Monday, June 27, 2011

Claire DeWitt and the City of the Dead

Claire DeWitt and the City of the DeadClaire DeWitt and the City of the Dead by Sara Gran

My rating: 3 of 5 stars


An interesting beginning to a new mystery series. Claire DeWitt has had her share of problems in the past, including once being declared legally insane by the state of Utah. She also has a tendency to inhale any drug that is passed her way on the off chance that the experience may reveal a clue. In Claire DeWitt and the City of the Dead the title character boasts of being the world's greatest detective. She is also okay with the fact that she is not very well liked. No one likes their mysteries revealed no matter how much they may think they do.

In this debut mystery Claire is trying to solve the disappearance of an Assistant District Attorney, who disappeared shortly after Katrina struck New Orleans. It has been a year since his disappearance, and his nephew, who is about to inherit the missing uncle's estate, wants the case solved before he reaps the benefits of the suspected death. Claire is does not actively investigate her cases as much as she opens herself up to any clues that may present themselves to her, whether they arrive through dreams, or revealed by the tattoo of a busboy in a local restaurant.

This mystery moved along at a quick pace, and Claire DeWitt has enough quirks to fill a few more novels. I think the sales would be better if this had been released as a paperback original. It's tough enough to sell hardcover mysteries, but trying to get a reader to shell out $24 on an author they have never tried before is tough.



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Saturday, June 25, 2011

Working on a Saturday

WTF?! Well, one of our stellar employees is touring the northeast part of our dysfunctional country on his vacation. Today is also the BIG 40% off all used books sale. It's all about customer service today. I still have just over an hour until my shift starts, which means that I have some time to get myself psychologically prepared. First step is listening to a slew of AC/DC before beginning my trek to work.

Working on a Saturday evening also means that I'll miss family movie night. I'll also miss the snacks that go along with family movie night. My son thought it was amusing that I would be missing family movie night. His response: "Too bad, so sad."

Thursday, June 23, 2011

The Week That Was

I know, I know. It's only Thursday. In some eyes it may seem quite a ways from the weekend, and thus the end of the work week. This Saturday I will be working an extra shift (yeah time and a half!), but I'm not too happy about working the closing shift on a Saturday (boo closing shift!) Plus, we will get three paychecks during the month of July, and I'm still trying to figure out whether I can work that to my advantage somehow.

My dinner break is about twenty minutes away. Until then I get to price used books like crazy in preparation for the big sale this weekend.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Same Old Same Old

Ah, it's Wednesday. Friday is payday, which is a good thing, because I ran out of money today. Today is midweek, which psychologically puts me on the backside of the work week. My son will be back tomorrow for a few days, and Sunday is Father's Day, so I will be keeping him for the day, returning him to his mom after dinner.

Other than those tidbits of nothingness, there is no other information to pass on at this time. I'm sitting at work waiting for 7 pm to arrive, so that I can sit down with my sweetheart and have some dinner. I'll also get to vent to her for a bit, which should ease the load on my shoulders just a bit. Then I'm back on the clock until 10 pm.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Post Birthday Blues

Actually, the fact that I'm now fifty-years-old probably hasn't truly sunk in yet. I'm more blue, because my long weekend is now over, and I'm back to yearning for the weekend. I finished reading American Subversive during my break, and I still haven't been able to settle on a new book yet. I've been reading introductions, prefaces and forwards in an attempt to find something to grab me. I had three books come in that I had ordered, so I may just read one of those next.

It would also be nice if the warm weather returned in time for my weekend. My son has been with his mother all week, and I will not see him this week until late Saturday. It doesn't take very long to miss the little guy when he's away. I talked to him briefly today. He's been staying on the peninsula with my ex's family. He told me that he didn't see any crabs, but he did eat some.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Birthdays and Getaways

I have yet to find the fine print in my contract that allows me to avoid my 50th birthday. There is only one way and that's to stop having birthdays altogether, and I'm not ready to pull the curtains yet. I just met the love of my life a mere two years ago, after two practice marriages. I also have an abundance of books in my library to be read, so I'm hoping that my vision will not fail me in the next thirty years, and I'll be able to make a dent in these stacks that surround me.

I guess morbidity is a natural side topic when it comes to having been around fifty years. If the sun would return in a serious way then life would seem more vibrant. "They" are predicting sunshine and warmth beginning Saturday, and my love and I are going away (a few miles) starting Sunday. There is a possibility that our room will be upgraded to a suite. A suite with an outdoor patio, high above the crazies below. It all sounds like the perfect ingredients for a few days of rest, reading, and relaxation.