I was caught reading once too often by my mother as a child - don't get me wrong, she encouraged reading all the time, but when I read and ignored her... so she banned me from reading anything for a whole weekend. It was the worst punishment of my life.
At the moment I'm reading - just for pleasure, mind, this isn't counting whatever my classes are currently requiring - The English Patient, by Michael Ondaatje (rereading this beautiful book), Longitude, by Dava Sorbel, A Clash of Kings, by George R.R. Martin, Outlander, by Diana Galbaldon (loaned by a friend who insists I read it), Umberto Eco's Kant and the Platypus, although that's challenging me seriously, and The Subtle Knife, by Philip Pullman. I'm finding all fo them interesting, though I have so little time to read for pleasure that I haven't had time to get into Clash of Kings or Outlander enough.
Rollo - I've been meaning to read the Nibelungenlied, with intentions that are halfway between personal curiousity and scholarly interest. I'm currently working my way through the Welsh Mabinagion, and the the Finnish Kalevala comes after that...
Did I mention I live for books?