A Day Off

August 31 is the anniversary of the date I started work for my current employer. Well, actually, I started work for another company altogether, but, in the fullness of time, and with some intervening mergers and a bankruptcy, I'm still employed, and they count my service from this date twenty years ago. I decided to take the day off, and here I am.

It's going to be another hot, dry day, and I got out around 9:00 am to mow the back yard. It was really getting overgrown. I haven't quite finished the job, but I'll do more after this break.

We just went online and bought tickets to tonight's baseball game. The Sky Sox will be hosting the Las Vegas 51s at Security Service Field. There will be fireworks after the game. And two of the Rockies's star players, Jason Giambi and Troy Tulowitzki, are on rehab assignments with the Sky Sox.

I finished reading a crime novel by Jo Nesbo, the Norwegian author, this morning. The Snowman was apparently published in Norwegian in 2007, and it came out in English translation last year. Nesbo is pretty good, and this was a good book, as thrillers and crime novels go.

After I finished The Snowman I picked up Germinal, and I'll see if I can finish a chapter or two of that today. I have been reading Germinal for a number of years. My French is good enough to understand the novel, and to get the flavor of the events, but I think it's just a little tiring to read very much in a language other than English. So I keep putting the book down and picking it up. I'm rather near the end now; I'm at page 357 of 473.