I’m off to Denver for a long weekend; two friends of mine are getting married (both PhD scientists, and exemplars of the two-body problem: one’s doing a postdoc at Princeton, the other at MIT…) I get to wear a tux, which is nice, because no one looks bad in a tux. In fact, a tux makes all guys looks hot. I wish I owned one myself, or more properly, got invited to more events that would make owning one even remotely sensible.
I have a couple half-days to kill while I’m there…any recommendations for things to do in Denver when you’re there?
Fiction for the plane: (I’m bringing some papers to read, too, and some paper and pen for an outline I need to make, but the best laid plans…)
Taltos, by Steven Brust. I’m rereading his Vlad books. I remember this one being one of my favorites, so I’m looking forward to it.
Rubicon Beach, by Steve Erickson. A kind-of obscure guy, recommended to me. We’ll see how it goes.