{"id":11825,"date":"2016-06-01T21:18:30","date_gmt":"2016-06-02T01:18:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/?p=11825"},"modified":"2016-06-01T21:20:03","modified_gmt":"2016-06-02T01:20:03","slug":"may-2016","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/?p=11825","title":{"rendered":"May 2016"},"content":{"rendered":"

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So what happened in May? Not a whole lot, but you know what? There’s not a whole lot that’s wrong with that.<\/p>\n

I read thirty-five short stories<\/a>, saw eight movies<\/a>, and I somehow managed to read four<\/i> books<\/a> — five, actually, if you count a four-issue graphic novel. (And ignore the fact that the others were very short novels.) I even listened to a little music<\/a>.<\/p>\n

It wasn’t too bad. Even our team’s move into the lonely, dark downstairs office at work couldn’t put a damper on a pretty decent month.<\/p>\n

The stories:<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n

I read thirty-five short stories in May, beyond those I was still reading for Kaleidotrope<\/i>. I figured I needed to make up for the three days I accidentally skipped in April. My personal favorites — and there were actually quite a lot of them — were as follows:<\/p>\n