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The days start getting shorter, finally. I know that there are a lot of important celebrations centered around the summer solstice, the longest day of the year. I'm a winter person, so I just grit my teeth and hang on until it's not daylight all the damn time, and night falls early enough to give my eyes and nerves a break.
But since it's summer, might as well have some fun. I've got a copy of Picnic at Hanging Rock on the way, a book I've been considering reading for maybe a year now. I've never seen the film, but I'm game for a surreal mystery story crusted with Victorian fetishism.
Garmin has dispatched my replacement watch, which I should get Friday. I'm a little nervous about it, but I logically know that there's no real way I could have the same set of problems again. I just have to keep in mind that some of Garmin's metrics aren't that great, despite how accurate their advertising department likes claim they are. As a British reviewer said, "The stats in the morning report are pants." I have a good idea of what that means, but it sounds hilariously bad and I love it.
I'm almost through Matthew Lewis' The Monk, after having it languish on my shelves for years. It's a weird book, especially the digression early on where one of the main characters takes about a hundred pages to talk about a trip he made to Germany, but then you come to see the reason for all of it later. It's got murder, incest, elopement, demons, and all the batshit stuff you'd expect from a Gothic novel. Good times.
It just reminds me I've never read The Mysteries of Udolpho, either, so I guess that one needs to go on the list. It's starting to sound like time for a trip to Chamblin.
But since it's summer, might as well have some fun. I've got a copy of Picnic at Hanging Rock on the way, a book I've been considering reading for maybe a year now. I've never seen the film, but I'm game for a surreal mystery story crusted with Victorian fetishism.
Garmin has dispatched my replacement watch, which I should get Friday. I'm a little nervous about it, but I logically know that there's no real way I could have the same set of problems again. I just have to keep in mind that some of Garmin's metrics aren't that great, despite how accurate their advertising department likes claim they are. As a British reviewer said, "The stats in the morning report are pants." I have a good idea of what that means, but it sounds hilariously bad and I love it.
I'm almost through Matthew Lewis' The Monk, after having it languish on my shelves for years. It's a weird book, especially the digression early on where one of the main characters takes about a hundred pages to talk about a trip he made to Germany, but then you come to see the reason for all of it later. It's got murder, incest, elopement, demons, and all the batshit stuff you'd expect from a Gothic novel. Good times.
It just reminds me I've never read The Mysteries of Udolpho, either, so I guess that one needs to go on the list. It's starting to sound like time for a trip to Chamblin.
