I start every week off frantically trying to get caught up on my email, and this Monday was no exception. I just had more to read since I was gone all weekend. Bah.

I spent the rest of my time at the computer working on packaging some stuff.

I'm now in a book club. I get hardbound SF classics delivered to my door monthly. This is a little scary, since I've never trusted book clubs in any form, especially ones that have advertisements featuring prices in pennys. TANSTAAFL. On the other hand, this book club's prices are decidedly higher, and the results seem to be good so far -- objects that make one realize that a book is a very mature technology for information retreival, and that point out just how shoddy an implementation a cheap paperback can be.