Speaking of bored, I finished reading Stephen Baxter's Manifold: Space. It started off well enough, but after awhile it was just a series of vignettes showing various ways humans can adapt to different planetary environments, plus assorted ways to knock life on various planets back into the primordial ooze. There's one nice piece of action near the end, but it's related second-hand, removing any potential tension. The only potentially interesting character is distant and totally incrutable, and we only see her through the eyes of others. It ends up with a crucifixion metaphor and me snoring. Shoulda chucked it halfway through, but I kept thinking that it had the potential to get better. Silly me.
I'm currently halfway through the latest Honor Harrington novel, and as usual with the later books, I spend half my time enjoying the explosions and military talk, while tolerating the politics and Honor's increasingly bizarre personal story. The politics hasn't been too bad so far, but I'm fearful my eye roll quotient is going to set new highs on the personal story side of things. More when I finish.