Today’s run to Real City actually had a target, and I’m pleased to report that I scored a copy of C.J. Sansom’s latest Matthew Shardlake mystery, Heartstone. It comes in at about 600 pages, but I’ll get cracking on it after I finish this post, and with luck I’ll finish it before tomorrow night’s band practice. Other book purchases included a couple of Lawrence Block’s Bernie the Burglar series, so that should tide me over for a few days.
I also picked up a couple of Mannheim Steamroller‘s Fresh Aire series (specifically, vols. 2 and 3) on CD. I’ve had these on vinyl since my undergrad days, but decided to get them in a more car/office friendly form. Besides, I’ve had a soft spot for these guys since my freshman year, when I called the Steamroller’s record company in Omaha at whim on a Saturday afternoon and wound up having a 15-minute conversation with the group’s drummer/composer, Chip Davis, who not only answered his own phone, but was perfectly happy to discuss drum stuff with some guy he had never met. Of course, now that he and the Steamroller have become Christmas standards for a lot of people, he may have less time to talk, but again, he was gracious to me when he didn’t have to be, and I think that’s the mark of a gentleman.
I hope your weekend is going well, but I need to get to reading — I’ve got a date with a 16th-century hunchback.