A brief mea culpa...

I had intended to do the review of The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway on Tuesday, but a very last minute editing/rendering spree tied me up, and will likely do so this week as well. There's only a limited amount of time I'm actually sitting next to my record player, you see, so I may not get to that one for a while. As for yesterday, well, I was reading a book called Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer, which I really enjoyed. It was one of those situations where you find yourself unable to do anything else until you've finished it. Not that the plot was that gripping or anything. It was more a book of ideas. Fantastically odd, sometimes funny, sometimes touching ideas spinning out around the life of Oskar Schell, a nine year boy who lost his father in the World Trade Center. Certainly the book had it's share of problems, but on the whole I found it well worth the read, and now that I've finished it I can get back to finishing How to Carve Wood, and the Mark Twain book I've been slowly tunneling through. What I should probably do is try to clear my schedule some, so there's more time. I don't really like banging out short posts or skipping them altogether, but my choices seem limited. That being said, if I were going to do my rant today it would be about people who make unrealistic demands on your time and don't at least have the courtesy to be as helpful or considerate as the could be, given the circumstances. However, thanks, in part, to such people I don't really have the time.

Curently listening to: Funky Caravan 2000
Currently reading: The Innocents Abroad - Mark Twain Getting near the end now.
Last Netflix movie: The Missing