We could be responsible—anything is possible
1. We have a bed! Or at least we will have a bed once the futon frame we ordered this afternoon arrives as it is expected to do next weekend! I am so looking forward to my back not hurting every morning!
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yhlee sent me an amazing handmade-looking CD in a painted cardboard case. It's called The Sonic Arcana, subtitled Music Written for the Cheimonette Tarot, which I had never heard of, but it looks pretty great. Musicians I recognize include Jill Tracy and Meredith Yayanos. I am enjoying it tremendously so far.
(Did I mention that
selidor sent me a postcard from Iceland this month? With a picture of an old map and a story of visiting Þingvellir.)
3. On our way home from ordering the bed,
derspatchel and I passed the racks of dollar books outside the Harvard Book Store and stopped to browse, as is the norm. Why, yes, rack of dollar books, I would like an attractive paperback reprint of Patrick Leigh Fermor's A Time of Gifts (1977) with introduction by Jan Morris and M. John Harrison's A Storm of Wings (1980) in a completely battered ex-library edition dedicated to Harlan Ellison, thank you.
So all of that's good.
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3. On our way home from ordering the bed,
So all of that's good.

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Congratulations!
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---L.
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"A Storm Of Wings" was the first Harrison I read. (Bought in Devon '85, terrible cover of a wasp-ravished woman; cheers, Chris Achilleos.) The ghost of Benedict Paucemanly did my twelve-year-old head in.
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I was quite pleased to have scored a small copy of My Father's Dragon, the first two Red Dwarf novelizations, plus The Stainless Steel Rat Goes to Hell. What a haul that day was.
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