You gotta move to the city with the real nitty gritty - sometimes it gets too shitty

If Tripp were feeling better he'd be all over me about how long it's been since I've posted. But what's to say? I'm still not in the city. It's still happening but the delays are getting to me a bit. I'm looking at the new place as something of a fresh start. New place, new mindset. Now that I've made mind up about going I want to get on with it.

Also in the lifestyle change vein, I'm reading again. Not the reading a book every couple months or so reading that I've been doing for the last few years, but the devouring a book every three days reading, compulsively staying up late for another chapter reading, coming home and not turning on the TV because I'm reading type reading that I used to do back in high school. As addictions go it's quite nice because:

a) It doesn't cost too much money () b) it's socially acceptable to raid someone else's stash
c) while it doesn't break up families or ruin lives it completely seals you off from the outside world for a while

d) it's not illegal yet

e) while they don't like you doing it at work, they can't test your piss to bust you on it can they?

f) doing enough of it can foster an overwhelming sense of well being and a sharp especially satisfying, if no less hollow, sense of intellectual superiority.

So what have I read that's good lately? Glad you asked. I went on a kick of nonfiction war books the best of which were D-Day and Citizen Soldiers by Stephen Ambrose and We Were Soldiers Once And Young by Harold Moore and Joeseph Galloway. I'm looking for some good accounts of the creation of Israel, The Six Day War and/or the Yom Kippur War (were they the same thing? I'm not sure). If you have any reccomendations kick em' over. I also read Patrick O'Brien's Master and Commander which was a pretty solid historical novel, I'll be checking out the rest of the series as well although I have to confess the preponderance of nautical lingo is overwhelming. Another book I picked up after seeing and loving the movie is Nick Hornby's About a Boy whichi is stellar. Not quite a epic as High Fidelity but still an amazing read.

Baseball is back which is nice. I renewed my Sunday ticket package for the Met games. I go with Jesse, whose a buddy from work. First game is this weekend and there are actually two that we're going to since there was a $2 ticket offer at work for the saturday game. Hopefully I'll be past this cold by then, although I feel like a pussy for even mentioning it given what Tripp has gone through over the past few months.

Speaking of which…Can someone please see to it that this dude catches a motherfucking break? I mean kidney stones now? C,mon.