tuesday

Late February and it's just beginning to snow here. I'm getting spring fever and now I have to pull out the heavy-duty winter coat again! *sigh* Richard's folks will be here in a couple weeks and I'm desperately hoping the weather is good by then, because they've always had really rotten weather when they come out west. They must think we're totally bonkers for living here.

In Lost news, Flann O'Brien's posthumously published novel The Third Policeman is selling like crazy because it had a "cameo" on the show. Why couldn't it be The Dalkey Archives? I've been looking for that bloody book for like 10 years. It's easier to find the novel he wrote in Gaelic, for crying out loud!!
Good fiction, bad TV.

Here's an interesting concept: "Blooks", fiction written as blogs. The only one I've read so far is a horror blook called I, Death, but there are lots of 'em out there.

And now I have to go, as Butters is gnawing on her water bottle and will soon spring a leak if I don't entertain her.