MMM: Half-Read Books, Snow Fun
I don't feel good about half-read books. I should probably write a book titled Hairy Bookworm and the Half-Read Book. (Horror, obviously, and semi-autobiographical. I'd be the book...)
I have, in my book-tracking database, quite a list of half-read books. Many of them I've returned to the library and just never had the gumption to check them out again. Several of them lie dormant in my nightstand drawer. But I never set out to half-read a book.
Here's the trouble: If I'm going to write a book which requires research, I may have to half-read some books. Maybe even quarter-read a few. Maybe even some really small fraction-read some. I don't like this. I suppose it stems from the enormous pride I take in my reading. I'll cop to being probably unduly proud of it. Would I really track it if it weren't no thing? It's possible that I'm just geeky enough that I might.
I'm currently half-reading a book, mostly due to the fact that it's volume one of a five-volume-set, and the book I think I actually need to consume is volume two. But if it's anything like as boring as volume one, I may have to find another resource.
But I'm not getting right to it, as I've picked up another half-read-and-returned-to-the-library books, Physics of the Impossible, which is actually interesting.
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Since our evening church festivities were canceled (which included the choir's Christmas concert, for which I've endured ridicule at work on account of bringing my choir music into the lab), we had some snow fun. So how about some snow musings?
- My 36-year-old right shoulder is letting me know today that I threw too many snowballs yesterday.
- Sunday morning it smelled like snow. Somebody at church asked me what it smelled like. "Snow" was my reply.
- I knew this years ago but recalled it during a small snowball fight with Ethan and his friend: A snowball accurately thrown into the top of a tree brings down a very satisfying cascade of snow on unsuspecting boys.
- It feels good to be really cold and really hot at the same time. It means you're having snow fun.
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I may head in to work today, and it has nothing to do with the mostly-empty-but-icy parking lot I'm likely to encounter there. I would just not go to work simply for the ebrake workout I've been jonesing for...