Finished reading
that book about the Middle Ages. Conquered it, more like. As I was just saying to Cody at
Square Books, I'll never
trade it in for store credit at Off Square Books because now that I put it on the shelf I feel like I fought it to the death barehanded and chopped its head off and stuffed and mounted it and now I'll just stare at it forever. I have moved on to
John McPhee's book about Alaska, which I feel certain will have
an owl in it. I just read this sentence: "Unopened cans of
sardines have been found in the
scat of
grizzlies." So that gave me a lot to think about.