It's been a while since I've done a rant, for any number of reasons. One, I was just "all ranted out." Two, there weren't many things to rant about. Three, I just didn't feel it was appropriate for a given time period. I'm slowly getting back into the mood to write, and slowly beginning to feel the stir of echoes far back in my brain. Mostly it's the events of the last week that have given me pause to consider. I suspect I'll have something written either tomorrow night or Wednesday.
Currently I'm reading a book that is a collaboration between Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett, called Good Omens. It's a rather interesting story, with some very good insight and very subtle (well, usually it's subtle...at other times it is very un-subtle) humor. Jen is responsible for pointing this out to me. I was looking for something to read while I was at the office on Saturday for the data center shutdown and restart, and I wasn't terribly enthused to be rereading any of the books I've already read four or eight times before. Since Twan's girlfriend has moved in with us there's been a bit of an influx in reading material. I never even noticed this book on the bookshelf until Jen pointed it out to me and said, "There, read that one!" I thought I recognized the names on there, and sure enough, I found out later that it was Neil Gaiman who had written American Gods, a novel that has gotten some good press and that I was looking to pick up somewhere in the future.
I've got Winamp playing some quiet music, and likely I'll be shortly retreating to my room to make some phone calls and read for a bit longer. I believe I'll be going to bed early tonight.
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow