I posted about my pile of reading a while ago, and it has somehow gotten away from my pretty badly. I've tried to get on top of it, and even had gotten the pile to a somewhat diminished state versus its prior grandeur, but any ground I had advanced upon has been lost and then some.
Oddly none of them are that old. Some are several months old, but I don't think any are from before early fall (unlike my pile of C&EN in the shitter at home), and none have been on my desk for more than a month or two. It seems that I've gotten to the point where I can wade through a pile of dead trees this size every month or two now, but the people providing the pile have similarly advanced in their abilities.
I guess this is part of why I seem to have gotten so neurotic about keeping up with the ASAPs of the journals I actually care about. I'm afraid to get behind in yet another huge pile of reading.