Back from traveling
I got back from Yosemite last night. It was as beautiful as ever, of course! However, I learned the hard way that snowshoeing is not necessarily very kind to my verging-on-messed-up knees. Maybe on a perfectly flat surface it would be fine, but tramping over lumps and sloped surfaces? Ouch.
On a fannish note: one of my travel companions brought a book along to read before bed. I did a double-take when I saw the author was the one and only Lee Goldberg! I stifled my cackle of glee because I knew it would be impossible to explain fandom_wank to a non-fan, but I did manage to sneak a look at it: a Monk tie-in novel, written at what looked to me like a 5th grade reading level. It was every much as trite as one might imagine. (Mind you, I find the TV series itself insufferably annoying, so I might not be a very impartial judge.) Still, it was exciting (if a little disconcerting) to stumble across an actual Lee Goldberg reader among my own acquaintances!
On a fannish note: one of my travel companions brought a book along to read before bed. I did a double-take when I saw the author was the one and only Lee Goldberg! I stifled my cackle of glee because I knew it would be impossible to explain fandom_wank to a non-fan, but I did manage to sneak a look at it: a Monk tie-in novel, written at what looked to me like a 5th grade reading level. It was every much as trite as one might imagine. (Mind you, I find the TV series itself insufferably annoying, so I might not be a very impartial judge.) Still, it was exciting (if a little disconcerting) to stumble across an actual Lee Goldberg reader among my own acquaintances!
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