The friends that want me to read through the whole thing are friends who a.) I tend to trust in these matters, and b.) I once forced to read through all of Neal Stephenson's Baroque Cycle, so I kind of owe them.

But herein lies my problem with baseball. I agree with everything that you just said. Everytime I sit outside eating hot dogs, drinking, and watching baseball, it is a magical afternoon. It's trying to watch a full 9 innings on television that has become an absolute impossibility for me in the past few years.

I'll say this for Tampa: the Tampa Bay airport is a great airport to have too many beers in on a layover, and then say, "Ah crap, why did I have so many beers on this layover?"

The Typhon section, the scene with the alzabo, Jonas's malfunctioning and departure, the chapter Father Inire's Mirrors, and the story about the boy raised by Wolves Severian reads Little Severian from the Brown Book. All just awesome.

I just finished Gene Wolfe's Book of the New Sun. I'm not entirely sure if I liked it or not. There were several scenes from that book that really stick, and I find myself mulling over them a lot, but I hated how every single woman was evaluated as a sexual object by the narrator.

Going for the whole series, or just the first one?

I've never read any of the 33 1/3 books, but I've been blasting Parallel Lines in my car for the last month.

The title cards in Metropolis.

I've lived here for ten years, and I'm proud to say that I've entered into Cool Springs proper exactly once.

There's a joint called The Bluebird Cafe that always has writer's rounds. When they first started the show Nashville, they filmed there every week. But it's really hard to film, and in a part of town with absurd traffic, so they built an exact replica of The Bluebird Cafe for the show.

Is Shelby really bluer? This is what happens when a moderately color-blind person attempts to read a cartogram.

For some reason, Disqus thinks I'm not logged in and won't let me upvote you, so I'll take this opportunity to tell you that I love your username instead.

For sure. I grew up in rural South Carolina, and I know the feeling. That's why I've always hated the "the South is just full of ignorant hicks" stereotype. I mean, yeah, we've got a ton of ignorant hicks. But we've also got a ton of non-ignorant non-hicks, ignorant non-hicks, and non-ignorant hicks.

I take it back, one of two. We were a bit bluer, though.

It's not a huge deal. I just feel compelled to speak up for a very lovely, cosmopolitan city that is constantly ill-spoken of because of the politics of the rest of our state. The rest of the world probably has no idea how many refugees we take in every year.

Hey, we were the only county to go for Hillary in the entire state. Leave us alone.

As someone who has to drive through 12th South and 8th Ave. every day to go to work, I'm really, uproariously excited that this monstrosity won't be in that part of town.

I've loved the Mabinogion ever since I discovered it in college.

I'm getting more of a socially inept rabbit vibe.

You're last sentence is some fun username/comment synergy.