...then it probably is.
These are really lousy times on both a personal and global level. One of the very few, very bright silver linings is how much love and support I've received from friends both near and distant. Even without the support bit, hearing voices I haven't heard in a long time, even if only hearing them in my head while reading, has been a huge help to me. If you're reading this, thank you, as there's a very real chance it's you I'm talking about.
I switched the site over to a different font because the other one was too twee (and it handled quotation marks about as badly as I've ever seen them handled). While most of the experts recommend Helvetica or something similar for legibility, I kind of hate the look of it on my site, so we're switching to something else shortly.
I have a stack of books I'm eager to read, but unfortunately, that stack is virtual as the local Half Price stores don't have what I'm looking for. I have a system for for book-hunting:
1. If the author is still alive, I buy it at a local indie bookseller to ensure the author benefits and the local bookstore gets their cut.
2. If the author is not longer with us, I'll look at Half Price to try to support a local bookstore as I'm somewhat less concerned about enriching the author's estate.
3. If the book is just plain unavailable locally, then I'll look at Amazon.
Anyway, that's a long way of saying that what I'm currently reading is Chuck Klosterman's Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs, which isn't what I'd planned on reading next and isn't really in my wheelhouse. Come to think of it, the fact that it isn't the sort of thing I'd normally reach for is probably a good thing as I tend to gravitate towards what I'm comfortable. Anyway, I'm happy to give Klosterman a spin because he wrote one of the best rock-related essays ever, but I'm not entirely sure that that level of hipness will carry an entire book.