Book #23:
Resurrection Dreams by Richard Laymon.
I was in the mood for a little horror considering the season, and I can’t go wrong with a little Laymon.  The book went in a direction that I was not expecting, which is great.  But with twenty pages left I was wondering, “Just how is he going to end this thing?”  And the answer was, “Oh.  Okay.  I guess that works.” 

One half of the ending, involving the protagonist, is pretty lame.  Didn’t care for it at all.  The other half is just…great…in my opinion.  And I think Laymon gave the protagonist an ultra happy ending to balance the really good part of the ending.  A shame.  What can I say?  I think unhappy all around works better.

Just spent three hours of my life watching Nebraska lose another game.  They’ve only lost the games I’ve watched.  I am Nebraska’s irrational curse.

My mother has watched Torchwood and says it’s good.  Time to hunt down that bandwidth sucker myself.

After I finish filling out my early ballot.  I kinda like doing this at home where I can Google the candidates.

Then work.  No, really.