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Back from the doctor. Current thinking is that it's Benign Paroxysmal Positional Vertigo, or BPPV. Just my luck, it wouldn't have a cool name like Labyrinthitis.

Have read many books this weekend, because as it turns out, sitting quietly and not moving your head around severely limits your options. Go figure. At any rate, books read include:

  • Robert Parker's new Spenser novel, Cold Service - it's a Spenser novel. What else is there to say?

  • Terry Jones's Terry Jones's War on the War on Terror - a series of columns written by the former Python for The Guardian about the Iraq War.

  • The Collected Ultimate Spider-Man, Vol. 1-3 - if you're unfamiliar with the Ultimate concept, it basically means take the original character and update it for the now. Lets them dump some concepts, such as the Secret Wars cosmic origin of Venom, but also results in newer, weirder ideas, such as Gwen Stacy effectively becoming Peter's adopted sister. So wrong on so many different levels.

  • Blink: The Power of Thinking Without Thinking, by Malcolm Gladwell - a very interesting read about how basically thinking too much about something can just get in the way of doing it.

  • No Plot? No Problem!: A Low-Stress, High-Velocity Guide to Writing a Novel in 30 days, by Chris Baty - by the founder of NaNoWriMo. A very amusing demonstration of Anne Lamott's advice, "Don't be afraid to write a shitty first draft," and it ties in very interestingly to Blink.

  • What Do You Say To A Naked Elf? by Cheryl Sterling - what I'm currently reading. Of all things, it's a romance novel aimed at romance readers converted to Legolas worship thanks to the LoTR movies. Fantasy pervades the book, but it is a bit thin in places. For example, our heroine's love interest is an elf named Charlie who's a lawyer. Let me repeat that: An elf...named Charlie...who's a lawyer. Yes, yes. I know.
  • Futurama episodes.