Just finished the last few pages of The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin. It is by no means a complete account, and is a slim volume; however, Franklin himself notes this is supposed to be the case. A fascinating man in a fascinating time, he truly does bring into color the way life was in the nascent colonies/states and how all the things we (now) take for granted would have been as foreign to them as would invaders from Jupiter be to us – although unless they possessed stealth technology, at least we would know they were coming.
Next up from the stack of now 11 books on my desk, per the random number generator: number three, Democracy in America, by Alexis de Tocqueville. This is one of three books in the stack that are huge (the others being Critique of Pure Reason by Kant and The Wealth of Nations by Smith) and should keep me busy for a bit.