R Is For Reading

We went to the basketball game last week (Blazers v. Grizzlies) and since this only my second professional sporting event, I took lot of notes because I find them to be such bizarre spectacle. But for some reason I still haven’t gotten around to it. I’ll see how I feel about it later.

About 10 years ago I started keeping a list of all the books I read and movies I see. It’s sloppily done, I’m not always diligent about recording things, but it’s nice at the end of the year to have an idea what I saw and read. I realized I am behind in my Sue Graftons and I didn’t know where she was at (turns out “Q”) and I couldn’t remember the last one I read (turns out “N”) so I went through my lists and found all the Sue Graftons. I don’t have dates for C, E or F either. I think I’ve read them all but I thought I’d go to the library and get those old ones and skim them quickly for entertainment. The library only had “O” and “P” (I didn’t look too hard–this was the hardback area and I bet there is a paperback mystery revolving rack somewhere.) So I grabbed “O” and I finished it this morning at 4am when I had terrible insomnia. I’ll go back for “P” on Wednesday and I bet it’s gone. That always happens.

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