The Queue
There is sure to be more Agatha Christie after Murder on the Orient Express, but next I am determined to read Hornby's columns, recommended ardently by Ki-El and endorsed previously by The Guy, and The Immortalists. Real life super science beyond anything dreamed up in a science fiction B-movie, and I've put it off too long already. Science!

Recently
Agatha Christie, And Then There Were None a.k.a. Ten Little Indians a.k.a. Ten Little Niggers
Agatha Christie, The Murder of Roger Ackroyd

Currently
Agatha Christie, Murder on the Orient Express

Presently
Nick Hornby, Shakespeare Wrote For Money
David M. Friedman, The Immortalists: Charles Lindbergh, Dr. Alexis Carrel, and Their Daring Quest to Live Forever
Francie Lin, The Foreigner
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Steve Martin, Born Standing Up: A Comic's Life

Believe
2nd Intermission: Red Wings 2-2 Penguins
Best of seven: Detroit 2-0 Pittsburgh

If our passes were crisp this evening, the game would be well in hand. Alas, our passes have been sloppy and the Penguins have been consistently faster in races for the puck; not significantly faster, just a step or two, but enough to deny us any advantage. The current goals notwithstanding, I think the on-ice action affirms my faith that the Red Wings are the superior team, a reality that will be eventually and inevitably reflected in the box score.

If only Rafalski hadn't half-fanned on that one-timer during our last power play. Rats and drat, but fear not, we'll get 'em next time.

Believe.