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A good day!
I did spend a lot of it on the computer, mind. Two reasons for it: one, because I had to actually go through my folder of blogs to bookmark the ones I wanted to keep reading, and two, because I wanted to do a little work on emptying the personal stuff off my old iMac before giving it away. Still, it worked out.
Anyway, I had a dentist's appointment this morning, along with my sister and Dad (^z), and we went over to the library used book sale before. As usual, we succumbed to the temptation of the books, I perhaps worse than the others. I ended up with "On Not Being Able to Paint" by Joanna Field (Marion Milner), which looked promising from the title and foreword; "The Man Who Was Thursday" by G. K. Chesterton, which I suspect is somewhat famous (and, fortunately, appears to be nicely literary); "Seven Days in May" by Fletcher Knebel & Charles W. Bailey II, which ^z said was famous and something like "Failsafe"; and "Z" by Vassilis Vassilikos, which ^z also said was famous.
Naturally, I have read none of these beyond the first couple of pages. I thought I should finish "The Gulag Archipelago" and "The End of Faith" (the latter being some kind of anti-religion ... what do you call a popular (as in "written for the populace) philosophical dissertation?). But I am getting out of order.
Also at the booksale, we picked up a couple cassette tapes for the tape deck in the 'new' car (a '90s Saturn). My sister and I mentioned the warnings we'd heard about the machine eating tapes, but Dad figured we should go ahead and run the experiment. Since the tapes were on sale, 6 for a (U.S.) dollar, I had trouble arguing against such a move. So after checkout, we listened to a bit of Michael Jackson's album "Thriller" on the way to the dentist's.
The dentist's was fortunately uneventful. I was lucky – no signs of trouble. Before and after my appointment, I mostly spent doing a few quick figure sketches of people in the waiting room.
We went over to Baja Fresh afterwards, listening to Michael Jackson. My sister opted to wait in the car while ^z and I went in; we returned after a while with food, and rode home listening to Bryan Adams's album "Reckless".
I spent the afternoon chiefly on the computer tasks and a game of Scrabble with ^z, though I did read another chapter of "Gulag" (about which I will speak further anon*). I also played a round of "Advance Wars", but that wasn't productive.
Anyway, ta!
* I asked ^z where "anon = presently" came from. He suggested (correctly) English.
...oddly, that makes it the first word I've looked up in recent history whose etymology is actually English, instead of Latin, Greek, Japanese, or the like. Maybe English really is a creole language.
I did spend a lot of it on the computer, mind. Two reasons for it: one, because I had to actually go through my folder of blogs to bookmark the ones I wanted to keep reading, and two, because I wanted to do a little work on emptying the personal stuff off my old iMac before giving it away. Still, it worked out.
Anyway, I had a dentist's appointment this morning, along with my sister and Dad (^z), and we went over to the library used book sale before. As usual, we succumbed to the temptation of the books, I perhaps worse than the others. I ended up with "On Not Being Able to Paint" by Joanna Field (Marion Milner), which looked promising from the title and foreword; "The Man Who Was Thursday" by G. K. Chesterton, which I suspect is somewhat famous (and, fortunately, appears to be nicely literary); "Seven Days in May" by Fletcher Knebel & Charles W. Bailey II, which ^z said was famous and something like "Failsafe"; and "Z" by Vassilis Vassilikos, which ^z also said was famous.
Naturally, I have read none of these beyond the first couple of pages. I thought I should finish "The Gulag Archipelago" and "The End of Faith" (the latter being some kind of anti-religion ... what do you call a popular (as in "written for the populace) philosophical dissertation?). But I am getting out of order.
Also at the booksale, we picked up a couple cassette tapes for the tape deck in the 'new' car (a '90s Saturn). My sister and I mentioned the warnings we'd heard about the machine eating tapes, but Dad figured we should go ahead and run the experiment. Since the tapes were on sale, 6 for a (U.S.) dollar, I had trouble arguing against such a move. So after checkout, we listened to a bit of Michael Jackson's album "Thriller" on the way to the dentist's.
The dentist's was fortunately uneventful. I was lucky – no signs of trouble. Before and after my appointment, I mostly spent doing a few quick figure sketches of people in the waiting room.
We went over to Baja Fresh afterwards, listening to Michael Jackson. My sister opted to wait in the car while ^z and I went in; we returned after a while with food, and rode home listening to Bryan Adams's album "Reckless".
I spent the afternoon chiefly on the computer tasks and a game of Scrabble with ^z, though I did read another chapter of "Gulag" (about which I will speak further anon*). I also played a round of "Advance Wars", but that wasn't productive.
Anyway, ta!
* I asked ^z where "anon = presently" came from. He suggested (correctly) English.
...oddly, that makes it the first word I've looked up in recent history whose etymology is actually English, instead of Latin, Greek, Japanese, or the like. Maybe English really is a creole language.
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