Sleeping is for Quitters

Every now and then I rediscover how much I love to read, which typically involves reading 10 or so books in the space of a week in an orgiastic attempt to make up for lost time, checking books out, reading them rapidly during class or otherwise shunting aside prior obligations to read, and returning them within hours.

This time I'm obsessed with Isaac Asimov, his fiction and his life. Some interesting details: A full time tenured professor of biochemistry at Columbia, and also one of the most prolific science fiction and science nonfiction writers ever while being the vice president of Mensa. He was also a member of some sherlock holmes societies, wrote mock science articles, and made a pact with his rival science fiction writer that involved the both of them declaring the other the best science fiction writer in the world, as long as they both declared themselves the second best writer. This guy seemed to had a great time being really incredible smart.

I had a great time with I, Robot. Each story is sort of a mental puzzle that is immensely satisfying to figure out, or barring that extremely pleasant to watch unfold. He always surprises me, and I especially didn't expect it when he incorporated Descarte into a story about really awesome robots.