Reading

I was in Half Price Books with Corley last week and I couldn't remember the last book I read.  I was thinking that it was on the plane coming back from Korea.  That was almost a year ago.  Naturally, I was a little disgusted with myself.  How could I forget that I read books this summer. I would read on my lunch break when I was working at the pawn shop.  My coworkers looked at me like I was going to stick hot spoons up my ass when I told them I was going to read. It hasn't been a year, but I have hit a dry spell.  Nothing sounds good.  I want something light, funny, nothing too deep.  I want to relax.  All the books I have to read are nothing like that.