Things I meant, but in my haste and distractedness forgot, to note:
I. Watching season 3 of Arrested Development reignited my desire to lay in the ingredients for martinis and splash out on a flask from which to pour and drink said cocktails.
II. Once in a while, a book contains a perfect descriptive image, and Cloud Atlas has one: "After ten pages I felt Nietzsche was reading me, not I him ..." - not only does it precisely capture the slightly unsettling, doubled experience that reading Nietzsche can be, but it also invokes that famous line about gazing into the abyss.
