When I take a day off, I don’t do all that much. I know people who have errands lined up but I’m more likely to sit around and fool around with my computer or read a book. Today I did both, and really didn’t get all that much done. I did, however, finish a John Rain novel by Barry Eisler, The Last Assassin, and a Myron Bolitar mystery by Harlen Coben, Long Lost. Both were pretty good, though both are getting a bit predictable. Sitting inside on a 90+°F day reading books is my idea of a day off.

This book habit is always a bit expensive and my sister told me I should read a real book that she swears she lent me, The Woods by Tara French. I think she took it back and I can’t find it, but I did find a copy of Cocoa Programming for Mac OS X which is disappointing because those books cost $50 each. Ah, well. That’s life.

It’s a good thing I’m bad at computers, too. I’m going to spend this 3-day weekend inside with Cocoa Programming for Mac OS X and also trying to get my NAS working with TimeMachine backup for the Mac. I may just give up and buy a NEW NAS because the one I have is kind of ghetto. It “fell off a truck”, after all. I should probably try to get it running anyway, since I’ve spent so much money on my computer stuff lately. Besides, buying a Netgear NAS isn’t going to help pay Steve Jobs’ medical bills.

I have to admit that I wasn’t just looking for The Style Councils’ My Ever Changing Moods but I was watching this video that I thought was pretty funny. I thought these guys were Sprockets gone wrong, but they’re from San Francisco rather than Germany. The music is kind of silly, but it’s the kind of music I seem to have filled my iPhone with. I also should admit I heard Richard Marx along with Reminiscing by the Little River Band when I had it on shuffle. It’s not all European dance music on there, I also like my cheese.

So here I am, listening to an interview with the guys from Ejector and I should be asleep. Just like every day. Yeesh. I proved that I wasn’t too asleep at the gym when I climbed the rope four times without using my legs on the way up. I’m sure I’ll pay for it tomorrow; I already seem to have a crick in my neck.