Angela Law

animal lover, gardener, knitter, and gourmet cook
 
books

critical judgment

This medical thriller, written by Michael Palmer, starts off strong but ends on a weak note. It begins by introducing a bunch of patients with undiagnosable illnesses. The first two-thirds to three-quarters of the story was rather interesting–it dealt with a physician trying to figure out what was causing the illnesses (with a local manufacturing company being the prime suspect). But, then it ends with underground tunnels (again!) and government testing of biological weapons on unsuspecting citizens. Whew!

My rating: 3/5

me

signing out

I’m so over Facebook. Unfortunately I have to use it for work, so I can’t delete my account. And, I do like looking at the pictures of dogs that frequent my feed (thanks to the surrounding humane societies). So, I set my feed up to show just that. No more updates from people I barely know (or from ones I actually do know). I should have done this before the election–I’ve wasted a lot of ill will these past few months. If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that I don’t need to know what everyone is thinking.

health & wellness

the sickness

I have had the worst cold ever since last Tuesday. Thanks, Jake. Lucky for Brian, he has been able to avoid coming down with something.

Due to my symptoms, I haven’t gotten much sleep in the past week. Brian was nice enough to go to Page Bedding and get me a wedge pillow so that I could sleep upright in bed, rather than on our recliner. But, unfortunately, that is not a cure for a cough, which I have been suffering from the past few days. Nor is cough syrup, apparently. I guess I will live, but I could sure use some sleep. Maybe this weekend…

live entertainment

highly suspect

They are one of my favorite current bands, so we decided to go see them at the Rex Theater in Pittsburgh on Thursday. I caught a horrible cold earlier in the week, so things were up in the air till the last minute, but we made it there.

Unfortunately, the band was pretty sloppy (and when I say band, I really mean the lead singer/guitarist), so that was rather disappointing. I’ve never seen a national act that played that sloppily before. They also didn’t play very long–just a little over an hour.  And, now my cold is even worse than before (I blame it on the lack of sleep Thursday night). The place was full of Highly Suspect fans, though. At times, you couldn’t even hear the band because the audience was singing so enthusiastically.
Still, I’m kind of glad we went because I do really like the band’s music and if we would not have gone, I would have felt like I missed out on something.
books

daddy’s girl

And I thought The Fireman had a fantastical plot. This one had the Underground Railroad, an escape tunnel from a prison and exploding propane tank. A more contrived plot than this, I don’t think I’ve encountered.

Not Scottoline’s best work. Still, it was an engaging read, which I wrapped up rather quickly.

My rating: 3/5