I finished reading Yeah Yeah Yeah: The Story of Modern Pop yesterday. I thought it would never end. Digging on Amazon I found that the physical version weighs in at 800 pages. I'm oblivious of issues like this on a Kindle.
I've started on a book called The Rosie Project now. The internal dialogue of its borderline autistic protagonist has helped me understand why Jane was laughing at me on Friday when I was rearranging the time I was to pick up the Bomber so I could take him to lunch at Rock Star Sushi. I am generally running against a timetable calibrated practically to the minute.
Maybe its not always a good thing. I should schedule some time to be more spontaneous.