New treads

My god, tires are expensive. I had to outfit my car with four new ones yesterday as I’d let the old ones go to pot, pretty much.

Has anyone seen The Police on their current tour? They’re playing almost literally in my back yard next week (with Elvis Costello & the Imposters as opening act) and I’m considering going to see ’em.

Criminal Minds was fun last night, with the flashblacks to early days of the BAU (“Hey, Baby Girl”) and the story of the amnesiac. Regulars leaving cop shows going on rampages seems to be the theme for this year’s run of season finales. First there was the guy on Law & Order: SVU and now something similar appears to be in the cards for Warrick on C.S.I. tonight.

I think Fox was right to kill Back to You. Last night’s finale was the worst of the batch, in my opinion. It had its moments, but relied too much on sexual humor and not enough on actually being funny.

Caught up on my graphic novel reading, with issues 3 of both Locke & Key and The Long Road Home. I like the story in the former well enough, but am growing impatient at waiting a month between installments for both. I started reading the new John Connolly novel, too, but didn’t get very far with it—just the prolog. I’ve only read one of his books before, the non-series Bad Men, which I quite liked, but I hope I’m not getting in over my head by jumping into the Charlie Parker novels without starting at the beginning.

This morning I finally finished the first draft of the new story I’ve been working on. It’s actually a very well refined first draft, since I’ve edited the first 7½ of 8 pages several times. It’s in the hands of my first reader now and I hope to revise it a few more times and get it off to the editors within the next couple of days.