June 2011


I’m reading an advanced reader’s copy of The Believing Brain by Michael Shermer. Maybe you don’t know who he is, but he is one of my favorite skeptic-scientists ever. Yes, there’s a list. It includes Neil deGrasse Tyson, James Randi, Penn Jillette … it could go on, but I think I’ll just stop myself there. So I’m excited, and the book’s pretty good, and I’m feeling like reading. This is a good thing, since I barfed on the last book I read — no reflection on Suzanne Collins. I liked The Hunger Games. So that’s where I’m at, and I’m hoping to finish it before Andy and I go to Frankfort.


Wow, it’s been awhile since I last updated this. June has gone by! It’s been busy for me, what with the wedding prep and all. The invitations went in the mail today, which was quite the feat. Now we just have to wait for the RSVPs to come in — and I have to trust that Andy will keep them for me when I get home.

Anyway, that’s my way of saying that I haven’t been reading much. Honestly, Bearing an Hourglass sat for at least a week very close to the end — about five pages, to my chagrin when I did finish it. There’s just been too much. So I’m doing my best, and I’m hoping to get through Eight Little Piggies before going up north for the fourth. I don’t know how Andy’s grandmothers would take to me reading something by a man who helped form our current view on how evolution functions. Of course, it’s something I’ve chosen to read, and I should be okay with it, but I still worry about what they think of me. I like them both very much.


I had to go pick up a couple boxes of journals today at the County Building (don’t ask), so I got to work way early. What did I do with my time, you ask? Why, I was smart enough to figure out that I was going to be early, so Stephen Jay Gould came along. I finished a chapter, which was good. I can’t read him when I have other things to distract me. He requires my full attention, and he’s not getting a whole lot of that at home, what with wedding and puppy and Andy. They also want attention.