Well, not quite a book report. I'm reporting that I am moving this book from my purse to my nightstand, where it won't get much attention. I'm still willing to finish it, but I'll tell you why it's not a priority anymore: I'm supposed to be posting science fiction reviews over at Worlds Unimagined and if there's one thing this paper brick isn't, it's science fiction.
Is it good? Yes. Stephenson knows how to hit me with just the right amount of hyperbole and get me awful close to honest-to-god ROFLing. That's a rare thing -- I'm a tough audience, when it comes to comedy.
It consists of a WWII-era storyline and a modern-day (late 90s) storyline. Of them, the WWII story is far more interesting IMO. I've been starting to skim the modern-day chapters, to be honest, because it's a bit murkier in its goals and challenges. Neither story, as of two-thirds of the way through the book, involves the slightest bit of science fiction. Which isn't bad in and of itself, it's just that my to-read pile is getting deep and I've got to keep moving.
Up next: Old Man's War.