On Saturday There Will Be Pizza
Last night I finished The Traveler by John Twelve Hawks.

At Christmas, Mom said she was almost finished with the book I gave her. She described it and I had no idea what she was talking about but I was intrigued. She gave it to me when she was done and first of all, I would not have given her this book since it doesn't seem like a Mom book. [Aside: however, I saw two movie reviews that look like total Rentz women movies. One has Renee Zellweger as Beatrix Potter and the other is called The Painted Veil with Naomi Watts and Edward Norton. I wish Erin and Mom could visit now.]

Back to The Traveler, what I wrote in my review blurb (#2) is that I think the potential of the story is more interesting than the story that came out.

The story is about these Travelers who can cross over into different realms and these bad guys who want to eliminate them. Later the bad guys want to capture them and use their power for evil. I love stories with different worlds and strange organizational hierarchies and long intricate backstories. Wasn't the best part of The Witching Hour the middle part with the history of the Mayfair witches? I wanted to know more about the different worlds and how the organizations developed and not so much about the bad guys chasing them.

It was a fun book. I didn't hate it but now I'm looking forward to finally reading that Jonathan Lethem book. He's going to be the Arts & Lectures person in April. I think I can finish by then.

This morning the sun was shining and I stood in the doorway and it felt actual warmth. There are still a few patches of snow. The snowman across the street finally crumbled. The one next door lost his head.

Between work and recreation, I've been spending way too much time on the computer lately so tomorrow is going to be a computer free day. Not going to even turn it on.

One more note, I just did something I never do. It's 4pm and I made a frozen pizza. I wanted a snack and none of the usual things sounded good or substantial enough. Now I'm not going to be hungry for dinner.