Today, I have to work on "this thing" for Marvel Comics, but I'll go back to the book tomorrow afternoon.
I did get a good bit of reading done yesterday. I finished Lupoff's unsatisfying Edgar Rice Burroughs: Master of Adventure. I re-read portions of Chris Bennett's "The Osteology and Functional Morphology of the Late Cretaceous Pterosaur Pteranodon," with especial attention to the sections on the hindlimbs and pectoral girdle. I read the new issue of Dame Darcy's Meatcake (Richard Dirt rules!). I read from E. Richardson's 1876 History of Woonsocket. So, I read.
Spooky and I are utterly in love with The Decemberists. They're not a new band, just new to us. I haven't been this excited about a band since the emergence of the Dresden Dolls back in 2002. The Decemberists are joyously geeky in all the right ways, and you should check them out. They'll be doing a show here in Atlanta at the Variety Playhouse (smoke-free!) in May.
And here's one of the many shots I took of creepy ol' Woonsocket so very many months ago...