it am rob’s birthday! (plus or minus, but mostly minus) about an hour. i celebrated by spending the day at work, after which i came home, logged into my office PC via the interweb and spent three hours updating reports on my day’s activities… hurrah! i dedicate the day’s work to you, Wonderful Small, on the possibly misguided premise that there’s only a finite amount of work that can be done in one day, so if i was doing some of it that probably ipso facto meant there was less free-floating work free-floating about that could impose itself on you on your birthday… in other words, i bet darth so-called vader never stood a chance.
luckily — i had the foresight to purchase rob’s birthday present several weeks back, while i was still labouring under the illusion that rob’s birthday occured towards the end of the month before this one… (& yes, i’m pretty sure taking action as a result of being mistaken on the specifics of actual dates counts as foresight…)
time, not been kind — we watched ghostbusters a couple of weekends back… it was much funnier the first time… who ya gonna call? i call shenanigans.
attention lazyweb: book recs, please — assume for the moment that i’ve read & for the most part enjoyed (we’re talking sci-fi here, with a tinge of fantasy) the collected works of banks (ian m.), stephenson (neale), hamilton (peter f.), gibson (william), mieville (china), tolkien (j.r.r.r.r.), morgan (richard), robinson (kim stanley) and pratchett (terry). any suggestions on where to look next? space opera, preferable. cyberpunk not dismissed out of hand. no sword-slinging &/or sorcerous fifteen volume tediously generic timewasters please. (unless, you know, they’re rooly, rooly good.)
