I'm on with a few bits and bobs at the minute; reading the second Flashman, which is pure caddery and bounderhood in their most definite sense. Also have a bookmark in The Princess Bride marking my umpteenth reading, and for the past three years I have (very slowly) been working my way through Les Miserables, which is really good in many parts but then Hugo decides to send you off on a two-hundred page summary of exactly everything that happened at Waterloo in a colossal snoozefest so you have to go read about five Pratchetts just to clear your mental palette. Also, nobody's sung yet, which is really disappointing.
Finally, I've recently discovered Tiber Fischer, who was recommended to me in university but I never got round to reading until the other week. He's awesome, so I'll be hunting out a copy of the Thought Gang as soon as I can.