Sunday, February 02, 2025

[Food] Chicken Pot Pie




This is a cookbook that the church organization I grew up in put together in the 80’s or 90’s. My mom and aunt’s all contributed, as did one of my uncle’s (who is quite the chef!) so there was a lot of food that I was intimately familiar with. Our church also celebrated the Three Great Feasts described in Deuteronomy and those were times of a LOT of people coming together, and people need to eat. So I was familiar with more recipes just from going to Fairwood two to three times a year for a couple of days to a week. Most of these were from busy moms, with multiple children, on a budget. Not super hard or complicated, filling and easy on the grocery bill. Just what I as a lazy yankee want now ;-) This was a limited in-church printing, so there’s no chance of anyone getting one now, sadly. But soon after I graduated from Bibleschool in 2000 I requested a copy for my birthday and someone managed to scrounge one up for me. I really only wanted it for ONE recipe, and today is the day you all get to see it.



I’ve removed the cook’s name for privacy sake. Not theirs, as they probably wouldn’t care, but mine. I’m sure you already figured that out though, hahahaha. Because pictures aren’t always easy to read, I’m typing it out as well.


4 tbsp butter
4 tbsp flour
2 tsp salt
½ tsp pepper
½ tsp thyme
1 cup onions
1 cup chicken broth
1 cup cream or milk
2 cups cubed chicken
2 cups partially cooked peas and carrots
9in pie pastry

Make pastry for a 9in pie. Make gravy with butter, flour salt, pepper and thyme. Remove from heat and stir in broth and milk. Heat to boil, stir constantly, boil 1 minute. Stir in chicken and vegetables and onions. Put in pie and cover with top crust. Bake at 425degrees for 35-40minutes.


It is about the easiest home made recipe for anything I’ve ever made. Now, I must admit, I don’t make the pie crusts from scratch. I buy those premade ones.



Because Mrs B is vegetarian, we use soy protein instead of chicken (I think they call it vegi-chikken or something like that) and it tastes just like chicken to me. No chance of getting salmonella poisoning from undercooking it either. They come in strips and once it’s cooked I just use a pair of scissors to cut it up into cubes. Easy peasy. We usually make two because Mrs B doesn’t like black pepper in hers, while I like double the amount AND I always double the amount of thyme in mine as well. I also add quite a bit more onion than Mrs B is comfortable with. To make it easy to tell which one is mine (with all its flavorful goodness), we have taken to using a regular pie plate and a square 8x8 pyrex container. It works great and there is zero guessing about whose pie is whose.






And there you go, an easy and delicious chunk of food that will last you the weekend. If you’re not a pig. Oink, oink.




Friday, January 31, 2025

January '25 Roundup & Ramblings



Novels/Novellas - 13 ↑

Short Stories - 0 ↓

Manga/Graphic Novels - 1 ↓

Comics - 1 -

Average Rating - 3.27 ↑

Pages - 2648 ↓

Words - 896K ↓


The Bad:

That Is Not Dead - 1star of blasphemous cosmic horror

The Beggar Queen - 2stars of depressing non-fantasy fantasy


The Good:

Legion - 5stars of monster killing awesomeness

The Throme of the Erril of Sherill - 4stars of delightful whimsy and muse


Movie:

Friends and Family. Giving up on the Cardcaptor Sakura franchise for right now. Need to find a different way to engage with anime. 3-4 episodes a month just isn't working for me.

Miscellaneous Posts:


Personal:

January did not start out very well. Meth-heads and car parts stolen, flat tires and tools that didn't fit, missing doctors, cold weather enough to kill you, it was just one big fat unhappy mash. I will say that venting through the My Week posts really helps though. I get all upset about something, am able to write it out and vent and then I'm past it. Whereas if I kept all inside until now, I'd be just like a stewed prune. Disgusting! (I was going to put in a picture of stewed prunes, but I ended up grossing myself out) Blogging is so therapeutic when I let it be.

Mrs B got her cast off and returned to work. For a half shift. Because she was "on leave", there were a ton of hoops the store had to jump through to get her "off leave" and back into the schedule. And they did that as well as could be expected, ie, not very. But starting next week, she's In The System! Oh, she's so excited /sarcasm


Cover Love:


After Dark by Manly Wade Wellman. It's the second Silver John novel. Creepy, in a delicious way.


Plans for Next Month:

Have another food post for this upcoming Sunday. I'll even include the cookbook and recipe! Yowzers ;-)

Speaking of Sundays, I'm going to reserve them for non-book review posts. Then Mondays will probably be double posting of a Magic card and a book review. Fridays will be either a Journal post or a My Week post. With Valentines falling on a Friday, I do plan on posting something oriented that way.

I've got my next anime picked out and will be reviewing an entire season instead of just one disc. 28 episodes of shonen goodness coming your way!

Then everything else will be book reviews, book reviews and book reviews! And not an oxford comma to be seen anywhere! ;-)



Thursday, January 30, 2025

Rhyme Nor Reason (Groo the Wanderer #36) 5Stars

 

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Title: Rhyme Nor Reason
Series: Groo the Wanderer #36
Author: Sergio Aragones
Rating: 5 of 5 Stars
Genre: Comics
Pages: 25
Words: 2K



This was a direct sequel to the previous comic where Groo gets the All Powerful Amulet and makes very bad choices with it, despite the Sage desperately trying to help him NOT make bad wishes. I laughed so hard at this that Mrs B told me to just give this 5stars. She was right.

I’m including the three pages that I found the most amusing. Even thinking about them right now makes me grin and a chuckle begin to well up.



The rapid fire change just goes boom, boom, boom and for it to end with the wizard being turned into Groo is just priceless. I don’t know why, but man, it totally struck my funny bone.

It all works out in the end with the Amulet ceasing to exist. I think Aragones had stretched out the story for all it was worth and I applaud him for knowing when to end a joke.

★★★★★


From Bookstooge

Groo’s adventure with The Amulet continues. He continues to make ill-informed wishes and eventually Arba and Dakarba wish the Amulet to themselves. They in turn torment a wizard by turning him into various animals and then into Groo. Groo regrets some of his wishes and goes on a quest to recover the Amulet and make good. He does and in a fit of total stupidity, wishes that the Amulet didn’t exist. It ceases to exist much to everyone’s relief!




Wednesday, January 29, 2025

Marvel Champions: The Organizingening

 


Bookstooge McLeod, better known as the Immortal Lowlander, realized that he'd been sitting on his bonnie backside far too long and that it was time to Enter The Games once again. When he opened his shed to get his gear, he realized what a flipping mess it was and decided his time would be better spent organizing things. THEN he could go to The Games.


All of THAT was simply not going to fit into the standard plastic shell the game came with.


There were a plethora of options. Several companies made inserts specifically for Marvel Champions. Sadly, most of them were of the balsa wood or foam variety that needed to be glued together following a manual. Bookstooge MacLeod was a WARRIOR, not some lowly manual laborer. It was below his honor to do such work. Plus, he wasn't very good at it anyway. BUT HONOR! Remember, that's the important part. Thankfully, Feldherr & Associates didn't hold HONOR! as important as MacLeod did and thus they provided him with a nice premade plastic organizer. Well done, peasants.


With many life counters, little status cards and tokens galore, the Lowlander knew it was imperative to get the little things taken care of first.


 



Now that all the piddling stuff was out of the way, it was time to GET SERIOUS! Let the Sleevening Part II Begin!
*insert lightning strikes!!!!


Each Hero Pack came with a 40card premade deck built around the hero on the cover. There were also 10-20 additional cards that allowed you to grow your general collection or to modify the premade deck. That's over 300 cards just for the Hero Packs right there. There are 53 cards in the Green Goblin scenario pack and 60 in the Wrecking Crew scenario pack. Therefore, if you do the math correctly, I ended up sleeving between 400-500 cards. Thankfully, Mrs Lowlander was willing to help, even with her broken arm. What a trooper!

 


By the end, I was able to fit everything except the Wrecking Crew scenario pack into the box. That was easily remedied by taking out a hero deck and a villain deck. I put them into a deck box (pictured on the right) and everything now fits into the marvel champions coreset box. Everything is grouped by Hero, Villain, Aspect and Scenario, so creating a deck is simply a matter of taking out which hero I want, which aspect cards I want (along with any basics), which villain and which villain scenario. Very modular.  My only issue was that getting the sleeved cards into the trays was a tight fit. They still fit, but they would have fit easier unsleeved. If I hadn't trained myself over the years to sleeve every game card I use, I'd probably say "phooie" and let them be. They aren't valuable after all. 

There Can Be…..
…..Only None!




Tuesday, January 28, 2025

That Is Not Dead (Cthulhu Anthology #20) 1Star

 

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Title: That Is Not Dead
Series: Cthulhu Anthology #20
Editor: Darrell Schweitzer
Rating: 1 of 5 Stars
Genre: Cosmic Horror
Pages: 212
Words: 82K


Last time I read something edited by Schweitzer, it was Cthulhu’s Reign. I enjoyed that. This time, there was a story, by Schweitzer himself, that was out and out blasphemous. While I usually will dnf a book with issues like that, in a collection of short stories I feel ok with not. But the rating tanked right down to 1star. I was surprised, because there was a story by S.T. Joshi and he’s a total twat, so I was expecting HIS story to be the one I hated on.

It also leads to another observation about the Cthulhu Mythos that continues to bug me. It is always Christianity and Jehovah and Jesus that get the shaft in these stories. Always. No Buddha getting his serenity all butt raped. No Allah eating shit and saying he likes it. Not even Joseph Smith for goodness sake! The least they could do is make his magic glasses eat his brains or something. But nope, none of that now. And I wonder why. I have some ideas but they are pure conjecture and baseless speculation.

So really, while I enjoyed some of these stories, the ones I didn’t dragged me down paths I didn’t really want to perambulate on and I feel like I was mugged. That is NOT the feeling I want when I read a book.

★☆☆☆☆


From Wikipedia

The book collects fourteen short stories by various authors, with an introduction by the editor. All share the Cthulhu Mythos setting originated by H. P. Lovecraft, but unlike his stories, which generally take place in modern times, they are set in previous historical eras. The effect is to take the Mythos from the realm of contemporary horror into that of historical fiction. The stories are presented in chronological order from the 2nd millennium BC to the late 19th century, with the last set in the present but looking back to medieval events

TOC

  • "Introduction: Horror of the Carnivàle" (Darrell Schweitzer)

  • "Egypt, 1200 BC: Herald of Chaos" (Keith Taylor)

  • "Mesopotamia, second millennium BC: What a Girl Needs" (Esther Friesner)

  • "Judaea, second century AD: The Horn of the World’s Ending" (John Langan)

  • "Central Asia, second century AD: Monsters in the Mountains at the Edge of the World" (Jay Lake)

  • "Palestine, Asia Minor, and Central Asia; late eleventh and mid twelfth centuries AD: Come, Follow Me" (Darrell Schweitzer)

  • "England, 1605: Ophiuchus" (Don Webb)

  • "Russia, late seventeenth century: Of Queens and Pawns" (Lois H. Gresh)

  • "Mexico, 1753: Smoking Mirror" (Will Murray)

  • "France, 1762: Incident at Ferney" (S. T. Joshi)

  • "Arizona Territory, 1781: Anno Domini Azathoth" (John R. Fultz)

  • "Massachusetts, USA, early twentieth century. Italy, early nineteenth century: Slowness" (Don Webb)

  • "Massachusetts, USA, and Spain, late nineteenth century: The Salamanca Encounter" (Richard A. Lupoff)

  • "Seattle, Washington, USA, 1889: Old Time Entombed" (W. H. Pugmire)

  • "England, twenty-first century and the Middle Ages: Nine Drowned Churches" (Harry Turtledove)



Monday, January 27, 2025

Resolute (Lost Fleet: Outlands #2) 3.5Stars

 

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Title: Resolute
Series: Lost Fleet: Outlands #2
Author: Jack Campbell
Rating: 3.5 of 5 Stars
Genre: Mil-SF
Pages: 295
Words: 115K



Black Jack is hampered by traitors in his own ranks, men and women who are trying to sabotage the diplomatic mission to the Dancers. Then more aliens show up and bring their own set of problems to the table.

This is basically Geary handling one problem after another and doing his best to not turn into a Tyrant to sweep the Alliance away and start it over.

I enjoyed it. It’s very typical Jack Campbell writing and story telling and while it didn’t blow me out of the water, it more than did its job of entertaining me and helping me wile away a couple of hours. That is really all I expect from a Lost Fleet novel. It delivered and I am satisfied.

End of Review.

On a different subject.

With some of these “series” that are long going but have different sub-series (Lost Fleet, for example, has the original Lost Fleet books, then the Beyond the Frontiers and then Lost Stars, the Genesis Fleet and now this Outlands series but they are all one continuing story’ish), I include links at the bottom of a review so you can see all of the books in that series or sub-series. My recent review of Pyramids is a good example of that. At the very bottom I have a list of links to various categories of Discworld. I’ve done that with earlier Lost Fleet books, but I haven’t with the recent series (Outlands and Genesis Fleet) and I wonder, does anyone ever use those links? If I am interested in a series that another blogger is reviewing, I will frequently click something like that if they offer it. But I am not interested in them very often. Thanks for any input.

★★★✬☆


From the Publisher

Geary knows that some political factions in the Alliance were just trying to get rid of him when he was assigned to escort a diplomatic and scientific mission to the far reaches of humanity's expansion into the galaxy . . . and beyond. But he views his mission as both a duty and an opportunity to make things better wherever he can. And when a crippled Rift Federation ship tumbles out of jump space, Geary leaps into action. But the survivors' story isn't completely adding up.

As Geary investigates, he soon finds himself fending off spies and assassins while leading the fleet as it fights its way across space controlled by the mysterious and hostile aliens whom humans call enigmas. Challenges arrive at every turn, including an unknown alien species that invites the fleet to visit one of their star systems. With little information to go on, Geary must weigh the benefits of potential new allies against the possibility of a trap. The fate of the fleet--and perhaps even the future of humanity--will depend on him making the right decision.

If he can stay alive long enough to do that.


Friday, January 24, 2025

My Week XIX


Well, another doozy of a week! But in different way, thankfully, I guess?


Sunday was our church's annual business meeting, where they ratify the budget and do all the usual church business'y stuff. Even though Mrs B and I aren't members, I like to keep abreast of what is going on. We're growing. I think I've mentioned it before, but the pews are getting full. To the point where you actually have to sit right next to someone else. It's incredibly uncomfortable for me personally. Thankfully, the leadership is aware and are looking at options. Right now we're too small to move (not enough tithing members to support leasing a building) but too big to stay in the building we're in, long term. Our church is also in the historic district, so expanding the building is almost certainly out. The Historic Committee takes their job very seriously, the prigs. Makes me glad I'm not in charge :-D


This winter has been mild in terms of snow, but as for temps, we've definitely gotten "winter" down pat. Tuesday morning it was -8F (-22C) when we started work. Even with gloves on, my hands ached just from brushing the work vans off from the little bit of snow we got. It was instant arthritis and I sure hope I don't have to deal with a lot of that later on in life.

Mrs B began gearing up to go back to work next week after her cast comes off. She is not looking forward to that at all and I don't blame her on bit.

Been doing a bit of cleaning as some family is coming to the area on Friday and we're having visitors over on Sunday. Thankfully, having a small place pays dividends in the cleaning department, hahhahaha.


Wednesday evening I got a call from my endocrinologist's office. I was supposed to have a visit on Thursday. Well, it turns out the endo just up and quit that morning so they had to cancel my appointment. The kicker is that another endo is retiring in March and the other endo accepting new patients is booked up through October. I'll still be able to get my prescriptions through the office, but man, things are going to be unsettled for a while. Might even have to start seeing my primary care doctor as my diabetes manager. Like that poor lady needs yet another thing on her shoulders. I thought I was ok with this happening, but this morning when I was getting ready for work I had dry heaves and I could tell it was from being nervous about the future. Did just fine the rest of the day, so I suspect I'll be just fine later on too.

I was hoping to have some heartwarming stories that would make you go "Awwww", but you know, New England in January just isn't known for heartwarming. I came home from work, did the absolute minimum for existence and then went to bed. So here's a fluffy bunny to fool you into thinking I DID write a heart warming post that made you go "Awwww". Man, some people will believe anything, you know?






Thursday, January 23, 2025

The Throme of the Erril of Sherill 4Stars

 

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Title: The Throme of the Erril of Sherill
Series: -----
Author: Patricia McKillip
Rating: 4 of 5 Stars
Genre: Fantasy
Pages: 22
Words: 10K



With this reading, I have read all of McKillip’s bibliography except one semi-biographical novel and a few short stories not gathered together into her own books of short stories. The novel I have zero interest in reading and I am not enough of a fan (despite loving her works immensely) to search out individual short stories just so I can say I have read them all.

This is a bittersweet moment. The last new-to-me McKillip story that I will probably ever read. This is just like that moment when, over a year ago, I drank the very Last of the Coconut Pineapple Rockstars. I was happy and sad, all at the same time, filled to the brim with conflicting emotions. So to with this read.

This was early McKillip and thus it was more prose’y than her later stuff, but it was still had that weird, otherworldly flavor. Just look at the title for goodness sake. Throme instead of Tome. All of the names and creatures are just slightly off. Dagon instead of Dragon. Norange instead of orange. Plus plenty of other instances throughout the story. Reading this was like looking at a familiar picture upside down and not seeing that it IS a familiar picture until your brain “clicks”. That time of discombobulation when it’s all unfamiliar, I love that feeling in a story by McKillip.

This story felt like a colored ribbon of paper instead of a piece of silk like some of her later works. I’m ok with that. Being able to tell a difference in an author’s style is a nice feeling to be honest. One, it means they changed and matured and got better over the years and Two, it means my taste has matured enough to be able to see those differences. Growth and maturation, and acceptance of them, are signs I want to see in myself and hopefully in others too.

★★★★☆


From Wikipedia & Bookstooge

Magnus Thrall, King of Everywhere, welters away in misery, pining for the nonexistent Throme, supposedly written by the Erril of Sherill ages past in another world. In his suffering he will not allow anyone around him to know happiness, including his weeping daughter Damsen, who yearns for the world outside the castle, and his loyal Chief Cnite Caerles, who seeks Damsen's hand. The king refuses to allow the match unless Caerles finds him the Throme.

So in an atypical quest, the Cnite goes seeking what the king demands. With small hope of success, he seeks it in various strange places, only to be misdirected and receive confusing advice as he in turn gradually loses his sword, shield and armor. He borrows a dagon from a girl named Elfwyth, falls victim to a boy's borebel trap, and is cautioned against the cold-hearted Lady Gringold by a jingler in a norange orchard. He visits the Mirk-Well of Morg, the Floral Wold, the Dolorous House of the dead Dolerman, and, in the end, the Western Wellsprings, repository of the answer to Everything.

Ultimately, he solves his dilemma in an imaginative way by writing his own Throme from "the tales and dreams and happenings of his quest."

King Thrall rejects this wonderous throme and continues living in his misery. Damsen throws off his shackles and marries Caerles and they have a treeful of children and live contentedly together.


Wednesday, January 22, 2025

Across Space 3Stars

 


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Title: Across Space
Series: -----
Author: Edmond Hamilton
Rating: 3 of 5 Stars
Genre: SF
Pages: 67
Words: 21K


This was a serialized story in one of those old pulp magazines, Weird Tales, and was a decent adventure novella. The beginning, where the populace of the world panics reminded me EXACTLY of When Worlds Collide. So much so that I went and looked up the publication date for this and Worlds to see which came first. Worlds was published in 1933. Across Space was published in 1926, which leads me to speculate whether the authors of Worlds had read this story originally and allowed it to color their story telling. We’ll never know.

I’m also giving this the “Scyenze” tag because it’s obvious the author worships Science as his god and thinks it will solve every problem encountered by mankind. I don’t hold that personally against him, as a lot of people thought that, but it is something to be aware of as that kind of thinking still persists today. If you find yourself automatically obeying some Butcher (who explicitly wants to experiment on death viruses without thought of the possible consequences, aka Anthony Fauci) because he has some letters after his name, you too might belong to the Cult of Scyenze. Don’t reject what they say automatically, but understand their background and the biases they are hiding while they proclaim their “great wisdom”.

Ok, I’m getting off my soapbox now.

This was a good story with cosmic horror overtones. Call of Cthulhu wasn’t published until 1928, but Lovecraft had published other stories in Weird Tales previous to this story, so it is entirely possible Hamilton was influenced. Either way, it didn’t feel like a rip off, just gave off that weird vibe. Which is what most stories needed I suspect to be included in Weird Tales.

This was also a straight up adventure story with no characterization, very little setting and most of that was held for the underground world inhabited by the ancient Martians.

When I read Hamilton’s Starwolf Trilogy, I wasn’t sure if wanted to read more by him or not. After reading this novella, I definitely want to explore more by him. I have collection of his works that’s about 6800 pages long. Not sure if it’s a complete collection, but it is in publication order and it should give me enough. I suspect I’ll read a story or two and then take a break and then come back. Let him steep in the Bookstooge Percolator as it were.




★★✬☆☆


From Bookstooge

One night astronomers discover that Mars has stopped dead in its orbit. The next night Mars begins falling towards Earth. This causes chaos and hysteria among the populace. One man, our hero, knows a famous Scientist. He goes to him and asks what is going on. Said scientist goes all “secret’y” on him and flies him down to Easter Island, where a previous scientist and his group have gone missing. They find that a group of subterranean Martians, with their super scyenze rays, are drawing Mars close enough to Earth to facilitate an invasion, allowing them to rule the earth. Our Hero and The Scientist figure everything out, overcome their psychic guards and reverse the deadly ray, thus putting Mars in orbit around one of the other large gas giants. The Scientist sends Our Hero away ostensibly to get reinforcements but uses the time to explode the Ray Machine and trap all the malevolent Martians underground, and quite possibly killing them all. Our Hero sheds a tear and goes on with his life.



Tuesday, January 21, 2025

Guards! Guards! (Discworld #8) 4Stars

 

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Title: Guards! Guards!
Series: Discworld #8
Author: Terry Pratchett
Rating: 4 of 5 Stars
Genre: Fantasy
Pages: 259
Words: 98K



One hundred percent better than when I read this back in 2007 (link at the bottom of the review). A lot of that is that I’ve read enough of Discworld to know now that it’s not all madcap silliness, like I was expecting back then. It also helps that I’m reading these in publication order and keeps me from getting tunnel vision on one set of characters (Rincewind, the Witches, Death, etc) and hitting a wall when a book is about a different set. I am really liking reading these this way because it feels more well rounded and Discworld as a setting is fleshed out more by the various characters instead of being seen from just one perspective.

I had forgotten just how broken Vimes is at the beginning. In many ways this is a redemption story and yet, it’s not. I can’t put my finger on it exactly, but part of it is more about Vimes himself pulling himself up by the bootstraps than any redemption. Vimes (for some reason I always want to say “Grimes”) is a very humanistic literary character and I can see why Pratchett chose to create him and why many readers of Discworld identify with him. There’s nothing of the supernatural intruding into Vime’s life to make him question life’s basic questions. There’s just crime and grime and apathy. He can overcome those things on his own with no help (as thus enable the reader to feel that they can too). I have a feeling that is one of the reasons I didn’t care for The Watch sub-series as much before.

I still don’t like that direction, but having interacted a lot more with people of no faith in the last 17 years has given me a broader and hopefully more sympathetic feeling towards those who would feel like Vimes does. They are wrong, but I’m not so likely to shake my finger at them and lecture them for 30 min. I cut that down to just 10 minutes now ;-)

The story was fun. Rogue magic user politician wannabe takes over the city and gets in WAY over his head. Vimes and the Night Watch help figure things out while the Patrician sits back and lets things play out. It was a relatively light story with only Ankh-Morpork at stake and not the whole of Discworld. Grimes, blast it, Vimes, has enough Everyman Banal Thoughts to make those not used to thinking for themselves feel like they are reading something deep while the rest of us can safely roll our eyes and think about kicking Vimes in the pants to get him out of his funk.

Now that I’ve read the first of The Watch books again and enjoyed it so much, I am looking forward to the rest of them. I really wasn’t before, but I think that reading the books in publication order is going to continue to make a night and day difference for me.

Cheers to that!

★★★★☆


From Wikipedia.org

A secret monastic order plots to overthrow the Patrician of Ankh-Morpork and install a puppet monarch under the control of the Order. They summon a dragon to terrorise the city and plan to have the puppet "slay" the dragon and claim to be the lost heir of the defunct royal house.

The Night Watch, which is generally seen as both corrupt and incompetent, starts to change with the arrival of idealistic new recruit Carrot Ironfoundersson, a human orphan raised by dwarfish parents. When the Librarian of the Unseen University (an orangutan) reports a book of magic stolen, Vimes links the theft to the dragon's appearances. The Watch's investigation makes the acquaintance of Lady Sybil Ramkin, who breeds small swamp dragons, and gives an underdeveloped dragon named Errol to the Watch as a mascot.

At first, the plot works flawlessly. The Patrician is ousted in favor of the new king, but the banished dragon returns and makes itself king, demanding gold and virgin sacrifices, and prepares to wage war against Ankh-Morpork's neighbours for the further acquisition of both (which the citizenry generally seem to approve of).

Vimes confronts his old childhood friend, the Patrician's Secretary Lupine Wonse, having figured out that he is the Supreme Grand Master, and responsible for the dragon's appearance. Vimes is imprisoned in the same cell as the Patrician. Vimes escapes with the help of the Librarian and runs to rescue Sybil, chosen as the first sacrificed maiden. After the remaining Watch fail to kill the king through a 'million-to-one chance' arrowshot, Errol fights it, and knocks it from the sky. The assembled crowd closes in to kill the king, and Sybil pleads for the dragon's life. Carrot arrests it, but Errol lets it escape. The dragon is in fact female, and the battle between them was a courtship ritual.

Vimes arrests Wonse, as he tries to summon another dragon, telling Carrot to "throw the book at him". Wonse falls to his death after the very literal Carrot hits him with a thrown copy of Laws and Ordinances of Ankh-Morpork.

The Patrician is reinstated as ruler of Ankh-Morpork, and offers the Watch anything they want as a reward. They ask only for a modest pay raise, a new tea kettle, and a dartboard. However, since the Watch's original station house was destroyed by the dragon, Lady Ramkin donates her childhood home at Pseudopolis Yard to serve as the new one.