It's funny how words can have multiple meanings, even polar opposite meanings. Take the word sick for example. I could say a sentence like, "I'm absolutely sick of being sick," or "I finished A Dance with Dragons and it was sick," and I would offer very different meanings. I would have loved to have been able to be in the room the first time someone used 'sick' as a metaphor for very awesome. It was probably some punk kid who didn't know English no good and misspoke but then very successfully tried to cover his ass so as to not lose face in front of his peeps.
So anyway, my two week anniversary with this cold I've been seeing is in a coupe days. It is extremely not sick being this sick.
During my time with this infernal pestilence I did get a fair bit of reading in and have finally finished all the published novels of the A Song of Ice and Fire series by Mr. George R. R. Martin. I'm going to withhold final judgment until I've reread The Sword of Truth books, but I think I am pretty safe in assuming that A Song of Ice and Fire now hold the hallowed position of "Favorite of all Time." I read all five novels, Game of Thrones - A Dance with Dragons, in about half a year which is lightning speed for me. My comprehension has always been really high, but I read about as fast as molasses on a cold day. I think I'll write a mega-review covering Clash of Kings - Dance with Dragons that highlights each book and gives my overview of the series as a whole, but definitely another night. There's no great hurry you see, since we probably won't see Winds of Winter until 2014.
Just wanted to let you all know that despite the best efforts of my cold, and the horrendous efforts of my immune system that I am, in fact, not dead.
James Gerstner