I like coffee, but I almost just destroyed my new (god, has it almost been a year?) Mac.  Ironically, had I drank more coffee, I would have been more awake, wouldn’t have spilled the coffee, and wouldn’t have almost had a heart attack.

In all seriousness, however, it’s been awhile since I’ve posted anything, so my apologies for that.  2010 has been a pretty sick year so far, with illnesses traveling through my house.  As you may notice from Estragon’s posting, I’ve been batting around the idea of reading 52 books this year.  There is nothing more obnoxious than someone talking about what they’re reading on a weekly basis on a blog, as though the universe cares.  I seem to be in a nihilistic mood, so my apologies for that as well.  It may have something to do with the coffee.

Having said that there is nothing more obnoxious than talking about what I’m reading on a blog, I will now proceed to discuss what I’ve been reading.

Week 1: The Devil in the White City, by Erik Larson.  This was pretty damn good, and was a bestseller several years ago.  Also, it makes for hilarious conversations at work with IT people (”Why are you looking up serial killers on Wikipedia?”).

Week 2: Eating the Dinosaur, by Chuck Klosterman.  First book I’ve ever read of his, and I enjoyed it quite a bit.  It’s a book of essays, so it can seem a bit schizophrenic when jumping from topic to topic.  Especially good was an essay comparing and contrasting David Koresh and Kurt Cobain.

This week: The Greatest Show on Earth, by Richard Dawkins.

Anyway, the 52 books/52 weeks thing will probably die a pretty quick death here in a bit.  I imagine 12 books/1 year is much more feasible. I may even try for 24, but I probably won’t tell the world all about it in a blog.

Oh, and Leno sucks.  Go Conan.