Not that anybody should care, but I don't have anyone immediately to hand in my life who could get properly excited for me. I just received by mail my copy of the intermediate Liddel and Loeb's Lucian, vol. 1. I am still waiting for Patristic Greek Reader. Reading Lucian is way way way down the road, and he will sit on my shelf a while as a tempting treat and "carrot." What a delight just to hold it in my hands and skim the pages, recognizing a few words! I don't know what the sentences mean yet, but even recognizing something, actually several somethings, was an utter delight. "Hey, I know what that means! And there's a verb -- no clue what it means, but I know it's an aorist! And over there, why I do believe I see an adjective."