I have several things to feel guilty about today. First, I haven’t contributed anything to this venue in four days. I only feel guilty because when Eric and I first started this adventure in blogging, we promised each other at least one entry per day. Well, that lasted what? Three weeks? Actually, that’s pretty good for king lazy bones like ourselves. Ok, so, when Eric was over this Friday to watch Cradle 2 the Grave (6 1/2 stars by the way), we started justifying our actions. “Ok, if we put more than one entry on the blog any given day, that counts as two entries right? So, why not just carry that entry over to another day. That way, if you don’t write anything that day, you can always say ‘hey, I wrote two entries three days ago didn’t I’?”.

You can’t argue with logic like that.

The second thing I feel guilty about is my reading material. I used to have a bad habit of starting one book and putting it down mid way for what seems to be a better, more exciting piece of pulp. I was like a junkie, always jonesing for a new fix. Luckily, I stopped the practice a couple of years ago and vowed to read one and only one book at a time.

Until this week that is.

I’ve been reading Empire by Gore Vidal for awhile now. It’s a great book, but between job hunting and getting the house ready to sell, I have little time to read. I’m about half way through with it; a critical juncture in my addiction. On Friday I picked up Dreamcatcher by Stephen King. I regularly wouldn’t have given it a second glance but it is soon to be released as a major motion picture. Stephen King books have made some pretty dang good movies in the past [Misery (9 1/2 Stars), The Shining (9 1/2 Stars), The Green Mile (9 Stars), The Shawshank Redemption (10 Stars), Stand by Me (9 Stars) etc…], so I grabbed it up with the intention of reading it in the near future.

It turns out the near future is now. I only intended on reading the first few pages but, before I knew it, I was nearly 1/4 of the way through it. Stephen King novels grab you like that. So, now I’ve put aside Empire for The Dreamcatcher.

Down this primrose path is madness. Madness, guilt and delight. Empire can wait, it’s time to indulge.

Oh, by the way, and this has nothing to do with nothing, despite what Eric says, Sam Neill would still make a great Hank Rearden. Ok, a younger Sam Neill maybe.