Grumble. The morning is early. I'm not reading anything precisely like you folks, but it has some similarities. Its Quicksilver by Neal Stephenson. Historical Fiction, back when they thought about shit from non-scientific view points. ie spontaneous generation of maggots in rotting shit. Yeah anyway, its definitely rather morningish. Despite my near total absence from the blog I yet live. I was just being very lazy, and as such had little to say. Lots of sleeping, reading, and ps2. Now I think I'm gonna try to work on a game idea, hopefully my brain will be along for the ride. Damnable AM time...