Problem is, with trying to get a three-year-old to sleep every night, leisure reading time is at a premium. Then there are constant influx of magazines (at last count, there are 3,105 unread magazines still around, just from this year alone!), and the internet, which, so far as I can tell, is some miraculous web of information, designed to delight and provoke.
SO, yes, I have been reading a biography of Jack Parsons - rocket scientist/satanist/bon vivant - for the better part of a month. It should have taken about three nights, tops. Crazy shit, though, such as his affair with his sister-in-law who goes to marry L. Ron Hubbard. As one does.
Okay, bye!
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