...but I don't have a lot of spare time for some reason. It seems I stay busy all the time, and I don't even have a tv plugged in. Also, reading can be a bit of a slog for me sometimes. I have to be in the right frame of mind for some books, and some I've never been able to make it through at all. Not so with Sandman Slim by Richard Kadrey. This was a rollicking good read and I ploughed through it in just a few days. It's nice to rediscover the feeling of really itching to know what's going to happen to a character. The eponymous character gets thowed down to Hell by some magic-dabbling buddies, and he ends up playing gladiator and smoter of demons and other creepy-crawlies, and then he shuffles back to this mortal coil to exact revenge on the baddies wot sent him to hell. Oh, and he's kind of stupid, so it's like a cooler, bad-assier reverse-image Forrest Gump with a better sound track and the slight nose-burning singe of fire and brimstone.