A week's vacation before kids is a luxuriously long span of time, where I could dedicate myself to a myriad of decadent pursuits, most of which entailed sleeping, reading, sleeping, going to the movies, sleeping, and maybe getting some chores done around the house.
A week's vacation with kids is basically the same, except I cram it all into the span of 9 hours, which is roughly the amount of time I have the entire week that the Boy's (aka my son) away.
Why do I bring this up? Because I don't have a heck of a lot of time to write up a review of Richard Stark's second book in the Parker series, The Man With the Getaway Face, and I like my reviews to at least have the appearance of being somewhat substantial. Anyway, now that the cat's out of the bag I just wanted to say that once again Stark (aka Donald E. Westlake) delivers a great suckerpunch of a crime story, taking place three months after The Hunter, with Parker's troubles piling up despite the fact he's got a new face. An armored car robbery, double-crosses, and a threat to expose to the Syndicate his new face and identity are just some of the problems dealt with in the book.
I love me a good crime novel. I tend to stockpile a bunch of them for those times when you need a break from the grind of the day, but with the way the Parker novels are reading, they may be gone before I know it.