In the doldrums

So I haven't been really captured by any book recently. I guess some men experience ED during times of stress (we just moved and changed jobs); I, on the other hand, get stuck with a case of RD, Reading Disruption. Too bad Pfizer doesn't have some version of Literary Viagra that would have me fully engrossed in a book regardless of its merit. My problem certainly doesn't stem from lack of trying. I got my new library card on the second day in our new city. We have only been here two weeks and I already have late fees. I got magazines, books (fiction and non), music CD's, and audiobooks. All this and nothing but a sense of blah.

The only periods of reading excitement around here is during my 4 year old son's bed time. He discovered Ricky Ricotta's Mighty Robot vs. The Stupid Stinkbugs from Saturn by Dav Pikley. It is number six in a series that has various antagonists (Jurassic Jackrabbits, Uranium Unicorns, Mecha-Monkeys) emerging from the different planets (Jupiter, Uranus, Mars). If nothing else, he has learned alliteration. During the battle with the Stinkbugs my son quivers with excitement and usually ends up making the sound effects for the punching and kicking. It reminds me of my memory of the first time I saw Karate Kid when I was twelve. I couldn't help but reenact the final scene over and over again. How can I not read a book like that to my son.