Glad I lost after all.

The Mister and I are in a book club. We get together once a month with friends and laugh and eat and drink wine and talk about a book. It's fun for people like us, who are dorky and yet social.

This month the book selected was A Prayer for Owen Meany. And boy, it is a big book. I mean, I don't usually get too intimidated by length but this is a VERY big book. With tiny font size and teensy margins.

I thought about lazing around and not reading it. Then The Mister read it, and proclaimed it AMAZING. That's how he said it, just like that - "this book is AMAZING".

But I still wasn't going to read it. Too long, and I have a book list as long as my arm that I want to get to.

Then, two weeks ago The Mister and I were having a spirited discussion about the word placement of a few lines from the TV show The Office. And we made a bet that we were each right about the exact quote. And we rewatched the episode, and of course I lost (was there any doubt?).

What did we bet? You guessed it - that I would have to read Owen Meany.

And you know what? It was seriously AMAZING.

Warning: Major Geek Alert

Last night The Mister and I finished A Briefer History of Time (yeah, we went for the condensed version. You wanna make somethin' of it?). We got two copies from the library so we could read it together, because a book that complex requires two people to sort it all out. In our household, anyway.



So I am amazed - seriously astounded - at how brilliant thinkers like Einstein were. I mean, warped space-time? Time as fluid, relative concept instead of a measurable absolute? Gravity...the amount of things this man does with gravity is like the amount of dishes Emeril can make using only his own mass-marketed seasonings. Endless.



I can barely grasp these ideas, much less actually sit around and cook them up. Who thinks of stuff like this?! (Maybe his mom listened to a lot of Mozart while he was in utero?). If it were up to me, we probably wouldn't have even invented the wheel yet, much less got really cranking on ideas like supermassive black holes, and the curved fabric of space. (What? I don't even know what I just typed).



Anyway, my brain is worn out. But, if you're ever looking for a really awesome read, check it out. And then call me and I'll come over and we'll have some coffee while we try to figure out one-tenth of what any of it really is.



But you know what? Reading that book was EXHILARATING!