Like this:

The Middle is my hero. If you aren’t watching it, you really should be.

So my throat is killing me. I have a prescription for a Z-pack, but the Dr. said to wait a couple of days to fill it, since he thinks it’s a viral infection and antibiotics won’t help anyway. And…that means I suffer. I have cough syrup and nasal spray from the Dr., but they cost $38. Doesn’t that just suck? I’ve tried the cough syrup twice, once last night and once today after work. Both times, it put me to sleep within about five minutes. I don’t LIKE being put to sleep. So I suffer.

Three assignments left in my last class of grad school. Well, plus an outline for the third assignment, so maybe kinda four. I’m going to say three, since it sounds like less. Three days of school this weekend, then two days of school in April. And that’s it!

Reading What The Dog Saw, by Malcolm Gladwell. It’s been lying around here for a few months, and I finally got into it quite a bit this week. If you’ve never read Gladwell, pick up something he’s done. The Tipping Point, Blink, Outliers, any of them are great. He’s a writer of excellent nonfiction. The Tipping Point is about that nudge that causes big shifts in societies, trends, etc. Blink is about split-second decision making, and Outliers is about people who are out of the ordinary or really good at something. What The Dog Saw is a collection of Gladwell’s essays from the New Yorker over a substantial period of time, and it’s really fascinating. There’s something for everyone here, from an examination of the reasons why frequent mammograms might not be such a good idea to a profile of Ron Popeil that won him awards. If you’re a fan of nonfiction prose, pick this up somewhere and check it out.

Also read My Dead Body, by Charlie Huston. Amazing finale(?) to the Joe Pitt series from Huston, who I love. The Joe Pitt books are noir as hell, about vampires and death and wounds and detectiving and such. A fun read, as were all the books in the series.

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