Books and such.

I just finished Piers Anthony's "On a Pale Horse". Truthfully, I'm not sure if I liked it or not. Which is strange. I've begun the second book in the series, "Bearing an Hourglass". Maybe this book will give me a better idea of my opinion of the books. Odd, huh? I don't know when I've ever been in the situation where I was unsure after reading a book if I'd enjoyed it or not.

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I should finish the second season of "Monk" tonight. Maybe tomorrow. Depends on when I get home and how tired I am when I get there. I love the fact that "Monk" is basically a re-imagining of Sherlock Holmes. I love Sherlock Holmes. I have to admit that I can really identify with the character of Adrian Monk. Not in his OCD or his hyper neatness. Anyone who knows me knows that I have never been more than adequately neat. I identify in other ways. In his desire to do good while seeing nothing ahead and no reason for anything other than doing what is right. I can identify with surviving after your desire is gone. I can identify with trying to live while inside knowing that this is impossible.

Don't worry. I happy. Enough. I think. And it doesn't really matter. I'm trying anyway. For what it's worth.

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Last night I went home, relaxed and had a rather nice time doing nothing. I think I'd like to do that again. My work schedule for today has gone through the mixer so I'll not get to spend my Tuesday evening relaxing and speaking with the Warrior Buddha as I've been doing for the past few months. My Tuesday nights have been my nights to escape from the world and sit outside it. There I am able to find a moment or two of peace. Myself occupied and my mind engaged in things beyond the immediate. A mini-vacation away from myself. Something I find myself needing more and more these days.

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People are fascinating. I am so often left amazed at the intellectual deficiencies and the hypocrisy of so many people I come into contact with. I have come to find that those who profess the most pious of selves are more often than not the most hypocritical of all.

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Oh. Happy days.