For no reason at all, I just spent the past hour re-listening to Neil Gaiman’s “Murder Mysteries“. It’s probably the first thing of his I ever read, years before I even knew or cared who Neil Gaiman was, before I stumbled upon The Sandman series with World’s End. “Mysteries” is a subtle and haunting story, and every time I hear it or read it, I discover something new.

Last night, also for no particular reason, I listened to Gaiman read a wonderful story from American Gods, which I haven’t read yet, and another from Smoke and Mirrors, which I have. I find, quite suddenly, that I am now…out of Neil Gaiman stories to listen to. It seems wholly unfair that I’ll miss his appearance in New York by less than a week.

A five-day extension on my short Fourth of July vacation isn’t too much to ask, is it…? I mean, my boss is going to be out of town that week anyway…

I — or at least my office — just inherited my boss’s old color scanner. I feel like I ought to do something with it.

Neat. Design Your Own O’Reilly Book Cover. Here’s mine.

Courtesy of curious frog.

It’s silly, but I love the fact that people keep visiting my website by searching for “spaderman”. I’m sure it’s a misprint, and what they’re actually looking for is “spiderman”, but it’s amusing that I actually do have it on my site:

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o/~ Spaderman, Spaderman, doing the things only James Spader can.. o/~

Like I said, it’s silly. I’m also amused when people come here looking for “Area 51 hooters”.

Some more photographs.

One of these days, they’re going to be of something interesting, I promise.