I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library. - Jorge Luis Borges

I only read two books this last month.

Dark Prince by David Gemmel. This is the sequel to Lion of Macedon. I was skeptical about it to begin with because my brother told me there was an insane amount of magic in this book. Typically, it seems, Gemmel will put magic into a book and it just becomes another fantasy novel. I'm not looking for him to reinvent fantasy novels, but I wish he would do something different. His books have a formulaic feel that I find annoying if I read too many in a row. It was about Alexander's struggle with the demon that inhabited him in the first book. It was a fairly interesting take on the Alexander mythos. I would recommend this short duology to fantasy fans. I would even recommend it to history buffs. 5/5

V for Vendetta by Alan Moore. This book was just as bad as the movie. It's just a shame that I wasted more time reading it than I did watching it. It was short on story and it was short on character development. I thought that by reading the author's note at the end I would get a clearer idea of what the story was all about. I didn't. It just came across as another British isolationist/fear of isolation story. I'm a bit sick of that story line. A complete waste of time. 1/5

Come ride with me through the veins of history. I'll show you a god who falls asleep on the job.

I've had many abstract thoughts over the past month but I've been far too lazy to write any of them down. I'm sure some would have made decent blog posts. Ah well. Just know that I do have an active mind...and a lazy hand.

Alexa and I have been watching Dexter. She says it's ok and I love it. Nothing is better than a cop who moonlights as a serial killer of the wrongfully innocent.

Piper.

We put my dog down April 6. I still find it hard to bend over and pick food up off the floor. I'm used to a mobile garbage disposal.

The thing that made us finally put her down was that she was having a hard time keeping her balance and her eyes were darting frantically. She was panting heavily. It was just too hard to watch.

I wish I didn't already have another dog (by marriage). I don't know if I can manage putting another loved beast down. Even though Piper was obviously miserable, I can't help but be sad every time I think about her. I just wish she could still be here. I know it's better that she's been put out of her misery and it would be selfish to keep her alive, I can't help but wish she were here. She was uncomfortable but she gave me much comfort. I miss her. Most of what I need to say I have already said in this post.

Trouble. Oh trouble set me free. I have seen your face and it's too much, too much for me.

While playing helper ball I broke my talar dome. I'm not too interested in finding a link for a picture right now. I'm feeling despondent and inconsolable. I'm just unhappy. And no, Ashley, I don't hate helper ball; just my luck.