"That which is overdesigned, too highly specific, anticipates outcome; the anticipation of outcome guarantees, if not failure, the absence of grace."
-- William Gibson, All Tomorrow's Parties
Mrs. Coulter in Geneva.

Kyle, Harry and I met up at Factory after work to poke at the space a bit and get a box up for Kyle, then headed up to Nodding Head for some food and a couple beers. They had BIG SAMMICH there, but there's no way it could approach Gloria's, so I didn't bother and just got a burger. Disappointment-avoidance. I must be growing up.

After food, they had to get back to their respective women, so I stopped by Barnes & Noble and picked up a few books: Cell by Stephen King, which from the sample chapters I read somewhere didn't look to be very awesome. I'm all about King writing about zombies, even if it's cell phones turning people into zombies (indeed!), but the tone just got on my nerves. Hopefully it will be good.

Also got Max Barry's Company, which came out a couple weeks ago, and according to Herr Kirsch is supposed to be pretty awesome. Other reviews suggest as much as well, so I'm looking forward to it.

On a whim I picked up Hammerjacks, which appears to be Marc D. Giller's first book. It was just kind of hanging out looking lonely, and rather beat up, so I grabbed it. It appears to be about l33t hax0rs and someone who gets like pwnt by teh man to find other l33t hax0rs, so we'll see. Sometimes that pisses me off, sometimes it's pretty okay. The amazon reviews seem mostly positive, at least.

I'm almost finished with the third book of His Dark Materials, which is more a testament of how awesome the series has been than me actually having time to read lately. Because I haven't. Maybe that will change soon, but seems unlikely. I'm probably going to be spamming the box set at select humans, too. Gratz to mdxi for suggesting it.

February 2, 2006 10:24 PM