Last year I set myself the goal of reading 50 books in the year. No problem.

This year I set myself no such formal goal, and it's probably a good thing because I only just finished my first full book of the year - Winter's Tale by Mark Helprin. Now, I'm not ashamed that it took me almost two months to read just one book because 1) I've watched a lot of TV and movies in that time, which is valuable media consumption as well, 2) the novel is both 600+ pages and dense, rich text and 3) it takes place over 100 years of winter in New York, so it was somewhat apropos to read it over the course of the winter.

But it wasn't bad to tear through a whole 1/4 of a book on the train this morning. Caviar is great, but popcorn is nice, too.