The Highway Patrol just usually isn’t this fuzzy down here in AZ.

Let’s see. . . I finished Black Star Rising on the way to work on Thursday, since there were only 30 pages left. The ending wasn’t particularly good. Fortunately, the local alternative paper publishes on Thursdays, so I picked up a copy of that and read it on the way home. There just wasn’t that much useful or interesting in this week’s edition. Oh well. Next up is a shorter book called No News at Throat Lake, which is a nonfiction book about a guy who takes a sabbatical and ends up in a very rural part of Ireland where he spends a year writing for the local paper. I picked it up basically at random, because it was in the 000 section which only has 1.5 shelves in the Tempe library. If I do this right, I can finish that one by Sunday and go get new books on Sunday afternoon.