Managed to finish another book without the word Potter in the title, Everything is Illuminated. Bah. First half or so was good, but I liked the second half a lot better the first time I read it... when it was called One Hundred Years of Solitude (though, admittedly, I didn't like that much either).
Then I watched the movie. Oy. Only Liev Schreiber could make Eugene Hutz boring.
