Feels like some sloth coming on...

Ahhhhh... good to be home. It's a bit cold though. I guess that's logical, as this place is a tad more cold on average than Missourah. You heard me: Missoooooorrrrahhhh.

I finished Twenty Years After! Finally! It's a great book, but I think my attention span is shrinking, because I read about ten things between my commencement and termination of it. I think I liked it better than the Three Musketeers. TTM is wonderful, but TYA is just so deliciously complex... A plethora of characters, historical and invented, as well as millions of little interweaving plotlines. However, I don't think I'll jump into the next one, Le Vicomte de Bragelonne, just yet. As mentioned, my concentraion wanes.

Thus, I started another Aristophanes play, The Birds. So far I think I like it more than the others I've read of his. It doesn't get so tangled up in contemporary Athenian politics which, while interesting, are a tad hard to keep straight in one's underdeveloped head.