The good/bad news of the day...the lady at the front desk of the local YMCA knows me. Not by name, but as I walked in this morning and went to flash my little temporary pass, she said "Don't bother. You're okay."
Yes, I'm there that much. So far, every weekday morning. Granted, not everyday is a "hard" workout day, but I try to do something at least.
In other news, I'm suffering through Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. That's right, I said suffering. I never could get into the whole Monty Python style of British humor, and that's exactly what this is. Monty Python. In space.
Now, Mr. Bean? I love Mr. Bean. He's awesome. But he's more physical comedy than odd, witty, bizarro, British humor. Sorry, make that humour.
Destroyermen: Into the Storm is gathering steam, so to speak. It was rough going in the start, and is just starting to shine through the clouds as a series (and author) that shows promise. I'm still holding out high hopes for this book and I get the feeling that it might, just might deliver. And if not now, at least in the next book.
For those that haven't read it yet, think Kurt R. A. Giambastiani meets S. M. Stirling. Dinosaurs meet The Change. I think four people in the world will get that. And none will be reading this blog. Oh well. Have a good weekend.