Unread Shelf: September 30, 2025

“That’s not that bad,” you might be thinking. “Didn’t you say yesterday that your unread shelf was going to be unprecedented and absolutely ridiculous?”

Yes, I said that. Look closer.

“I mean, it’s interesting that those are all hardbacks. And it’s weird that they’re all the same size. But a bunch of them are new … wait.”

Sigh.

I’m never getting caught up.

Unread Shelf: August 31, 2025

I swear to God I read books this month, and I also swear to God that end-of-summer book sales are the bane of my existence.

Unread Shelf: July 31, 2025

Did I rearrange this shelf hoping to hide the fact that there are more books on it than there were last month?

…maybe. I might have done that.

Unread Shelf: June 30, 2025

Pretty sure this is the lightest the shelf has been in months (EDIT: It’s been a year.) I can make a significant dent in this next month if I’m disciplined about not spending a ton of money. LOL.

Tomorrow’s Monthly Reads is going to be insane.


Picking on church billboards is such low hanging fruit that it’s not even worth it most of the time, but I drove past this … message on my way home today, and I needed to preserve it. I may have the verbs slightly wrong (I was driving, after all) but the weird part is preserved correctly:

Trust in The Lord
Delight in “
Commit to “

… with fucking quotation marks, just like that. The quotation marks were red, though.

I will never understand Christians.

(EDIT: Now featuring the correct phrasing.)

Unread Shelf: May 31, 2025

Gotta get this up early, because there may or may not be like six new books showing up today.

Unread Shelf: April 30, 2025

A little better than last month? At least there are no books in front of books. Man, I need to do nothing but read this summer.

Unread Shelf: March 31, 2025

Call it the power outage edition. We somehow made it through the storm and then the power went out in the middle of the night.

Unread Shelf: February 28, 2025

A couple of these arrived today, and I almost didn’t include them in the picture until I realized I had two books called “Gilgamesh” (one a new translation of the epic, the other a historical fiction) and two featuring the rather improbable combination of the words “blood” and “promise” in their titles.