I also started a new audiobook today: Umberto Eco's The Mysterious Flame of Queen Loana, which is very funny. It's about a guy who wakes up to find that he remembers everything he's ever read, but nothing about himself or his life. So it's just crammed full of literary allusions, because all he knows is books. I'm sure I'm not catching them all, but I'm catching enough to amuse myself. Thus far, it is less dense than the other Eco books I've read (Foucault's Pendulum and The Name of the Rose), but still very enjoyable.
And Umberto Eco really wants everyone to know how smart he is, doesn't he? He seems to know everything about everything.