19 books this year

I just finished reading Angel of Death by Jack Higgins. It took me about two weeks to get through this one, though that is more a factor of being tired of the genre part way through than anything else. I have now read 5 of his books this year so far (though 3 were in the same volume in a special edition, so I only counted it as 1 book) I decided to try to keep them in order, I have the next one ready to read now, but I think I want to at least step away from the author for a time, I'll probably hit whatever the third Twilight book is next, get it out of the way. New Moon was a fast read, I did it in about 2 days. I figured I needed to have it read before my wife got her copy. (2 actually, she bought both the Blu-ray and DVD of Twilight at the same time.

I do have one of the 'spy novels' by Gilbert Cross. John Winters is his pseudonym for that book. I want to read it, but I am definitly still a little burned out. I'll probably read it before "The Presidents Daughter" or whatever the next Higgins I have yet to read is. I am waiting on volume 5 of YuGiOh to arrive, it is the 'first season' which is before what they showed on TV here in America. I kinda like the asshole that is the alter-ego of the main character. If he was like that past the first season, there would have been a lot less people dare try to kill him off.

I wanted to go on a bike ride today, but I can see by way of the weather map that before I would be a good distance down the path I'd be in the midst of a nasty storm. Probably a bad time to be next to the river and pulling a bike trailer.

I still have no idea what to do for dinner tonight, I made meatloaf last night, third time making that dish, but it came out rather edible. We usually leave the meat leftovers out for the cat, whom seems to really like the taco meat I make. The cat refused to touch the meatloaf. It's the damnedest thing, I didn't open the new bag of cat food because of the meatloaf, and she decided not to eat it. Silly (and probably hungry) cat.

I just looked over at the cat sniffing the meat loaf. She convulsed in an almost funny way, and jumped away from it. Guess I should go toss it out. The meatloaf, not the cat.