I am indulging myself in Mystery novels right now.
Spent a good portion of the day starting and finishing Carl Hiaason’s Basket Case. As usualy, Hiaason is a riot. A twisted, evil, riot. I think I’ve read all but his latest (Skinny Dip, although I don’t remember Sick Puppy that well), and they are all wicked fun.
Before I crash out tonight I think I’ll start Janet Evanovich’s One for the Money. Or maybe volume four of Fushigi Yugi (I read vols. 2 & 3 last night) or some fo the other Manga I picked up.
After finishing the book, I made a grocery run, cooked dinner on the grill, went with R & the kids for ice creme, and played even more Tony hawk Underground. Tomorrow is lawn care and housework day.