Inherit the Con
Well, I've got just about all my Xmas stuff wrapped, packed, ready to ship-or-whatever, and so forth. And just in time, too; even though I write in this journal nearly every day, it hadn't quite registered that it's already the fifteenth of the month. Somehow, for shipping purposes, it still feels like the tenth. Hm. I do this every year. Well, back in school when I flew to my folks' for Christmas, I'd often do my shopping on the 22nd and 23rd. I'm better than that, now!
Tonight I read about a third of James P. Hogan's novel Inherit The Stars, which is the book for our SF book discussion group for next month. (I skipped the discussion this month; didn't feel like socializing. Still don't, right now, but since I'm hosting the next one, I can't really miss it!) This is the third time I've read ITS, and it's one of my favorite SF novels. Yes, it is rather embarrassingly male-centric, and its characters are decidedly flat, but it's a great piece of scientific theorizing and reasoning, and is only 200 pages long, so it gets to the point quickly.
Oh, yeah; plus the fact that I just like to jump in and argue sometimes. Grin!