Oh my goodness, hypothetical readers, it’s so good to see you again! You, you…yes, even you. My, but you’re looking well. Have you been working out?
I’m certain that in my absence, you’ve been wearing out the refresh button on this site, desperately trying to find out what I’ve been doing on vacation. No, you don’t have to say anything. I look in your eyes, and I know. Well, your long nightmare of Buckley isolation is finally over.
How I Spent My Winter Vacation
My wife and I visited her family (in Ohio) for Christmas, and my family (in Texas) for New Year’s. Christmas was fun. My wife, because she is Certified Grade-A Amazing™, gave me the little dude in the photo above. Monsieur D2 has volunteered to be a trash can (step on the pedal to pop up the dome), but it’s also been suggested that he could store a bucket of ice and some Cold Ones. It’s a suggestion we are weighing very carefully.
Other things I received for Christmas:
- Darth Vader, Boba Fett, stormtrooper, and Yoda flash drives (my in-laws, it seems, know me)
- Solid stone bookends (badass)
- Tools! (for doing things – in real life, it seems!)
- A composter
New Year’s was similarly excellent (even though I got sick promptly after Christmas and spent most of the next 48 hours in bed – my immune system seems to have gotten its head back in the game now). Texas, if you can believe it, is a lot warmer than Ohio, and they don’t have any of this white substance coating their soil. It was good to see the family, and to introduce my wife to the New Dog, who is part greyhound and hence faster than a speeding bullet. (New Dog, not my wife.)
Because my vacation involved going within 500 yards of a bookstore, I did make some purchases:
- Inside of a Dog: What Dogs See, Smell, and Know by Alexandra Horowitz. I’ve read about 70 pages of this so far and it’s pretty fascinating, though I’m not sold on all her conclusions.
- What It Is Like to Go to War, by Karl Marlantes. Nonfiction by the author of the critically acclaimed novel Matterhorn, which is also (sadly!) gathering dust on my bookshelf.
- The Autobiography of Martin Luther King Jr. by…well, you know. Edited by Clayborne Carson. Apparently not so much an autobiography as a narrative Clayborne constructed using a bunch of different first-person accounts from King. Which, to me, sounds suspiciously like a regular biography with clever marketing, but I haven’t read it yet, so we shall see.
Other than that, most of my energy has gone into working on my artificial intelligence project, which has seen some excellent progress. I did find time for a little writing, though – just a sonnet, but I think it turned out pretty well, and I’m proud of it. I may even try to get it published. Who knows, hypothetical reader!
Okay so what have you been up to?