I've been avoiding the computer, but not as much as I should, obviously. I keep telling myself to read all those books I have piled by my bedside and give my wrist a rest, but oh, how I get antsy and promise myself I'll just be online for 30 minutes. Right.

One of the books I'm making slow, slow progress is The Kindly Ones, a book I would've not be reading if not for a friend lending it to me and asking me earnestly to read it, hoping we could discuss it later. I'm at page 140 and I don't know if I can take much more of this story and it's slimy narrator. It's about Nazis. 'Nuff said.

I managed to almost destroy Super Sad True Love Story minutes after I bought it, by putting it on the roof of my car, forgetting about it as I moved arranged other purchases around in the back seat, and then driving off. It got run over by more than one car before I rescued it from the middle of a wide street in Mission Valley . While this novel is not about Nazis it is about a US that has descended into what sounds like a Tea Party paradise. I'm finding it hard to enjoy the satire, considering my other reading.

Last week I finished Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell. Awww, that was so much fluffy, cool fun. Charming and with characters I came to care about, even if it the style (that has been compared to Austen and Dickens) sometimes made it sometimes difficult for me. I'm not a fantasy reader, but have read a few things like Lord of the Rings and the Harry Potter books. I have to say that this book was more my speed, with just a bit of magic in what is probably best described as a comedy of manners.

It seems that Scott Pilgrim v. The Worldcompletely bombed, while stuff like The Expendables is making enough money that there is already talk of a sequel. I'm pretty sad that so few people will get to see Scott Pilgrim, but at least it will live on as a favorite of movie and gaming geeks for years. It was directed by the same guy who did Shaun of the Dead and Hot Fuzz, so yeah, damn funny. I saw it with Mr. Logovo and we both enjoyed it a lot more than we expected, even as we can make no real claims of getting gaming culture, beyond vague memories of Atari and Nintendo game systems.

OK, time for some stretching exercises for my whinny wrist and shoulder.