It has not been a terribly enjoyable week. I seem now to be more fluent with cursing, although I seem to be going for "bullshit" a lot more than usual. There have just been a number of things that have come to light that I am really not happy about. That, plus the need to complete some very irritating project. Once again, I wonder what it would be like if I weren't here.
Motivation is running thin. Even my normal means of procrastination have lost their meaning. I would like nothing more than to sit back with a bag of chips and watch some TV. Perhaps read a book. Which reminds me. The third Dan Brown book to feature Robert Langdon, The Lost Symbol, is set for release this mid-September. Originally titled The Soloman Key, the book will be set in Washington D.C., and will once again involve the Freemasons.
I definitely do want to read this book, but the urge isn't quite so strong. Seeing as that I did not enjoy the Da Vinci Code as much as I did Angels & Demons, I'm afraid that the pictogram of focus here would not be as captivating as I'd like it to be.
On the other hand, I am looking forward to Pirate Latitudes, which will be published post-humously this November. Considered a spiritual successor to The Great Train Robbery, this book will detail the raiding of a Spanish galleon. I am far more excited about this book, as I enjoy how Crichton's novels tend to feature the products of substantial research. I can probably expect the same cinematic detail and thrill that his previous novels have provided.
Someone should make a move out of Prey. That would be great.
Or not. Now that I think about it, the monsters, which are intelligent swarms of nanomachines, would look pretty unimpressive on the screen. They start learning to mimic humans towards the climax of the story, so the move would probably suck unless this is executed with Joker-like creepiness.
-Joe