So after a great night out with CIA (don't ask, it's a thing. A social thing) I come home to eat the last of the bourbon apple pie and find the G watching Platoon. He had never seen it. But I think we can all agree one must be in a certain mood to watch Platoon, which I was not. So I went to bed with my book.
However there is a lot of shooting in Platoon and that is all I could hear through the wall. It was slightly startling, I just kept hoping it was n fact the movie. Quite a way to fall asleep.
Speaking of reading, I have been dabbling through Nancy Roberts' Ghosts of Georgia, purchased last year at the Decatur Book Festival. Ghosts are fun.