Ahoy, all.
The last three weeks have been a Hellish spiral of increasing disaster, which left me shell shocked enough to swear of most of the world (and Internet) for awhile. Having pulled myself from that abyss of Whatever just in time to have the car break down at five in the morning yesterday, I can't help but to snicker a bit at Life's wicked sense of humor. Fuck you too, Fates.
Enough of that, though.
I just finished reading "Red Seas Under Red Skies," by Scott Lynch. It's a sequel to "The Lies of Locke Lamora", and it's absolutely one of the best books I've read in a long while. It's a bit Oceans Eleven meets Pirates of the Caribbean, with a little twist of Lord of the Rings thrown in. I entirely enthralled by Lynch's ability to write witty dialogue, and seriously, I'd hawk a few souls to have a similar talent. Consider that my glowing recommendation. You know, as much as anything in my world can "glow."
Speaking of talents and my world glowing, epic kudos to Jason David Frank (originally the Green Ranger from Mighty Morphin Power Rangers) for absolutely owning his first Pro MMA match against Jose Vasquez this week. Remind me never to get on his bad side. Yikes.
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