It’s been a challenging couple of weeks, with several more to go. Hence, the sporadic nature of my posts. But here are a few odds and ends to keep you up to date…
ITEM: Went on a bit of a shopping spree yesterday in Real City, picking up some books and music. Specifically, I got the first volume of the “New 52” Phantom Stranger series. He’s always been my favorite of the B-list DC characters, and I always felt he was underused. The fact that they’ve apparently nailed down his origin is a little unfortunate (as perhaps was that choice of words — read and see), but I like what they’re doing with the character and the whole supernatural end of the DCverse.
I also picked up 7 Against Chaos, the new graphic novel written by Harlan Ellison, with art by Paul Chadwick and Ken Steacy. It has its moments, and I’d recommend it for completists, I guess, but it was less than I had hoped — more “Lingering Scent of Woodsmoke” than “Eidolons.”
Today’s reading, meanwhile, will be The Wine-Dark Sea, as I continue to make my way through the Aubrey-Maturin novels. It’s a little saddening to know that I’m running out of the series. It took me some effort to get into the series — Post Captain was much slower than I usually prefer, as I’m not the Jane Austen type — but I’m glad I persevered.
On the musical front, I took a chance and picked up Mind Control, the new album from Uncle Acid and the Deadbeats. Serious stoner metal, sounding not unlike Pretties for You-era Alice Cooper having stolen a freighter loaded with cough syrup. Not too shabby.
ITEM: Still waiting for official release info on the Berries’ CD. I’ll let you know when I do.
ITEM: File under “Reasons to love my wife” (Well, reasons for me to do so — you can get your own) — As I mentioned, the past couple of weeks have been pretty bleak, with trial prep and such. Mrs. M decided I needed a bit of cheering up, and without my knowledge, contacted four of my dearest friends and told them I could use a call. I figured out what had happened after the first two called within a couple of hours of each other, and actually got a laugh out of it by the time I heard from the Mad Dog and Fudd. “You weren’t supposed to know,” the Mad Dog said. I returned to my standard phrase: “I may have a doctorate in medieval lit, but I’m not stupid.” It was great to hear from them, though, and I’m grateful to them for taking the time to check in, and to Mrs. M for getting that particular ball rolling.
ITEM: I discovered this afternoon that up in Lost-in-the-Woods County, there is a lakeside restaurant, no doubt a delight on a hot summer’s day. However — and it may be because I read too much crime fiction — I wish they had named it something other than…
Talk to you soon!