I don't like Philip Marlowe. Maybe I just don't care for the style of the whole book - it's all cool customers with snappy retorts being mean to each other, embroiled in various crimes. I'll finish the book (it's skinny) but these noir-ish detective stories aren't for me. I like protagonists with a little self-deprecation and emotion.
I bought a pattern for a 1930s blouse. Work will commence on that soon, once the semester ends. I'll also be refinishing my dresser. I'll post some before and after photos - I've never refinished a thing, so we'll see how it goes. Right now the most intimidating part is the question of where to put all the stuff currently inside and on top of it. Bags or boxes, I guess. For some reason I'm dreading that.