I picked up a copy of Henry Rollins' Smile, You're Traveling (Black Coffee Blues book three) on Thursday. Finished that. You can always rely on Hank to deliver the goods when you're in a hole. Then I hit the next Martin Beck - The Laughing Policeman full on as the next two books in the Martin Beck series will be here soon (see previous post, I think...) and should be done with that sometime this evening. Somebody once asked me how it was possible to enjoy a book when it was read so fast, but I don't think I'm a fast reader at all. I just choose what I sit myself in front of and don't sleep very much. Five hours a night is plenty... isn't it?
As much as I like reading, sometimes there's nothing like wallowing in front of the TV. Inspired by getting to know and love Martin Beck and his Scandinavian meanderings, I thought I should check out The Killing that they've been screening on BBC4. Wow. It's top notch but not for those who like things to move quickly. If it moved any slower, it would be filmed in real time - which is kind of how Martin Beck is written, so I guess it's a Scandinavian thing. Is Denmark a part of Scandinavia? It is now.
This weekend, I have also caught up on Fringe, Californication, Supernatural and am also about halfway through season one of the now defunct show, Life. I missed it first time around but it's pretty neat.
The weekend hasn't been totally without work. I've dug out The Ballad of the Goat-Faced Boy and Broken, given them both a lick of paint and sent them packing to their, hopefully, new co-owner for a good looking at. It's about time they both saw the light of day.
Anyway, I haven't had a shave for about two weeks now. Not cool. It's gonna take quite some time...
