My bookshelf has many items which have been waiting years for me to read. One I can delete from the list is "Norwegian Wood" by Haruki Murakami. I'd never heard of him, but now I'm tempted to seek out more from him. This is a sad story, full of sex and suicide, but with the lovely elegant autumn winter tones I'd expect of Japanese culture. I also ( Read more... )

I should admit it: reading about internet security and cryptography is no longer a valid use of my time, if it ever was, when I could be doing more valuable things with my precious evening hours. Such as the dishes, shaving, or even sleeping.