Having just finished Jennifer Rohn's 'The Honest Look' (which I liked a lot), I am now reading 'Slaughterhouse 5' by Kurt Vonnegut. I'm now a good third into the book and still don't know what to make of it. Or why these friends of mine chose the name for their industrial music club. Well, maybe I can indeed see why. So it goes. As I had already mentioned I'm also reading Christopher Hitchens' memoir, 'Hitch-22'. A bit bleak and depressing book for the most part, so far, but I s'pose you would expect that, in the author's current circumstances. As the reviews and the book blurb talk about it being moving and funny, maybe I just haven't read enough of the book yet.