read what?

I've been walking. A lot. Most of the time, like today, I walk on a trail that runs along a creek.
This means two things:
1. My ass is toning nicely, obviously.
2. Not much changes when it comes to the scenery.

 

Today though, I saw a sticker on a sign. From far away it read "READ BOOKS." Upon closer inspection it turned out to be something much more fantastic.

 

 Point taken. And bravo the good use of profanity--I'm a fan.

Also,  I don't remember the last time I read a really good book. Or read any book for pleasure for that matter.

Rats! So much for the intellectual persona I try to maintain. Better head to the bookstore.