Proven Guilty, Jim Butcher

So, I said in my review of the last one of these that I was looking forward to the next one, and so I was, and my anticipation was fully rewarded:  This book, like the others before it, was a ton of fun.  I wish I knew what made these books so moreish (It's like eating Hershey Kisses - you know there's no real value in them, and you know there's much better chocolate out there, but, well, just one more?), but I can't put my finger on it.  But they are, and, frankly, that's about all I have to say about it.  If I try to analyze it I'll just end up damning with faint praise again, and I really don't like the net effect that leaves, because I really do thoroughly enjoy the books when I'm reading them.  They make me laugh uproariously, and that ain't nothin'.  So I'll just stop talking now, I think.