The second Michael Connelly is The Poet. It turns out that Connelly has more than one protagonist. This one is Jack McEvoy. He is a journalist who chooses his own homicide stories and writes the backstory. This time it's the murder of his twin brother, the victim of a serial killer who is targeting homicide cops-each of whom has a case that haunts them that they are unable to solve. This had a couple of good twists at the end so you didn't really know who-done-it until the very end. Interesting, complex characters. I wonder who the next book will be about.

Just as an update-we're still doing Olympics! To be fair, only Mitchell is watching at this point. I'm really just waiting to see the closing ceremonies. However, every once in a while I'll watch the synchronized swimming-not because I think it ought to be an Olympic event, but because, like rhythmic gymnasstics it's just kind of fascinating to watch!

One other note-our main TV in the family room has died. Do we spend the $400 to fix it or just buy a new one. We'll have to do some comparison shopping. I think they are significantly cheaper now than when we bought it-2003 I think.