Sunday of sloth

Aside from walking Mali (and he has had some extra walks today), I've really done staggeringly little today. I had meant to get out on the bike for another long(ish, for me) ride, but decided against it and cleaned the bathroom instead.

Yay for priorities ;-P

I also finished The Tiger That Isn't, a book on statistics, and their representation in the media, by Michael Blastland and Andrew Dilnot, creators of Radio 4's statistics programme More or Less. An illuminating read, that concentrated more on making statistics relevant and, to use their phrase, 'person-sized'... the most technical part of it was a worked example of understanding false positives and false negatives when it came to medical screening. Good stuff, and eminently readable.

I then moved on to Water: the final resource by William Houston and Robin Griffiths, but didn't make it beyond the first chapter. Reading the closing recommendations suggested that these guys' politics are so far removed from mine that I doubt that I'd have made it through to the end via the traditional route.

So now I'm on Who Won the Oil Wars by Andy Stern, a tome that does itself no favours, in credibility terms, by being published under the category of 'conspiracy books', and where the opening chapter's thread seems to unravel in strange directions. It's not that it doesn't make sense, per se, more than the author's phraseology strikes me as odd. Anyway, ploughing on with that one atm.

Or I would be, if I hadn't been fully sucked into Prison Break S2 :-)

And finally, major fridge stock misunderestimation meant that I only discovered that I didn't have any food in the house once the main shops had closed. Pot Noodle FTW!