Oh dear, my privileges for the blog of my prior workplace seem to have been revoked. And just when I was feeling like posting a book review there. Sigh...
It is so amazingly, horrifyingly COLD around here. A friend flew to Florida yesterday and boy, did he have the right idea. When I woke up, I thought, now this isn't so bad and it is actually quite lovely what with the snow and all. But by evening, I was fed up TO HERE with it. Plus it is windy. And not even out of the twenties.
Finished up an audiobook. The best thing about it was that it played in my car without any problems. But, I digress. The book is: A drop of the hard stuff, by Lawrence Block. Copyright is 2011, but it is kind of old fashioned. There are pay phones, for example. A good story involving a lot of twelve-step atmosphere. Recovering alcoholic investigates suspicious death of a friend in the program. Can he figure out which one of the guys on the list is the killer before they get to him? Takes place in New York and involves Block's private detective Matthew Scudder. The reader was very adept and in particular, I enjoyed the portrayal of the gay guys.
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