I don't know much about politics. Don't know parliamentary dirty tricks.
Don't know much about NBC. That's not how I view society.
But I do know that I love books. And if you do to we could exchange looks.
What a wonderful world this could be.
I've been over at Goodreads probably about a decade. I should tell more people about it. When my buddy Richard visited me from out of town last week, we spent a lot of time trying to remember which books we should recommend to each other. Goodreads is the best shortcut. I still belong to The Library Thing, but that's about as moribund as Orcutt. Goodreads is hooked up to Audible and to Amazon, and my short reviews go over to Facebook too.
Here at Cobb, I haven't been maintaining my Bookage column. That's it over to the left. Scroll down. It should be up to date now. These are the latest of the 19 books I've finished this year, a bit ahead of schedule for my modest 30 book pledge. I would like to bring that up the books I read a bit more often, and I should also return to more involved book reviews. There are a couple directions I intend to go in my reading, right now it's all following the little Jordan Peterson in my head, whom I find to be the most exciting dude since Steven Berlin Johnson. So that means psychology, obviously, and I am keeping Steven Pinker on the list of course. And that also means the history of religion. And that therefore means Aldous Huxley, which dovetails nicely with Michael Pollan's latest on psychedelics. So yeah, all that so I can quote the Vedics to suit my purposes.
This follows suit with the prescriptions of Nassim Taleb to understand the wisdom of the ancients, and yeah I'm slogging through The Odessey at long last. Not fun, but more entertaining than I expected. I suppose I'll end up eating some Augustine as well as Neitzsche, God help me.
Naturally, I will keep up my diet of spy novels and space operas with tangents into real history and realistic-er sci-fi.