LiveJournal 2002-03-29a

2002-03-29 20:55:27

Holy bejesus!

Ma had work off today due to Good Friday, so we went out to a few thrift stores and bought crap. Got hella many books. One place was having a bag sale, so I got more than I would have otherwise. Considering the ones I already got recently and these new ones, if I was to go through them at a rate of one a week I might be done by the time Super Mario Sunshine comes out. Exaggeration intended, but on examination nonexistant. Bride of the Far Side, Gary Larson. What do I need to say? The Bermuda Triangle, Charles Berlitz. The man is the king of the 70s nonfiction weird-shit genre. The Servants of Twilight and Strangers, Dean R. Koontz. Man makes decent time-passers (as if I need them with this lot). Something Ma'll read too. The Best From Fantasy and Science Fiction Fourth Series. Short SF good. Ray Bradbury and Isaac Asimov have stuff in there, so it's not just no-names. Cat's Cradle, Kurt Vonnegut. Read years ago. But hey, now I own it. Mortals and Monsters, Lester Del Rey. Another short SF book. Just from this Del Rey fellow this time. 2001, Arthur C. Clarke. Maybe the book now will make more sense to me than the movie did years ago. Masters of Time, A.E. van Vogt. The Proteus Operation, James P. Hogan. The Corridors of Time, Poul Anderson. The Pillars of the Earth, Ken Follet. So I'm a time travel whore. Sue me. Just reserve the next 10 Chrono games for me while you're at it. As it turns out I don't think the last one is a time travel book after all, but again the Bag Sale Rule applied. How to Become a Bishop Without Being Religous, Charles Merrill Smith. Well, I'm a reverend already... Of course, the fact that it's nearly 40 years old and the cover has positive words from an honest-to-God bishop makes me wonder if it'll be my bag. The Odyssey, Homer, translated by Robert Fitzgerald. Can't hurt to have a copy of this around for easy access. Time Flies, Bill Cosby. From Picture Pages to The Cosby Show to Himself to more, the man has done me no wrong. Flying Saucers--Here and Now!, Frank Edwards. Another 70s nonfiction weird-shit book, from 1967. Circumpolar!, by Richard A. Lupoff. Two notes about this one: it was bought from a used book store. I'd been there before, but the last time was long, long ago; probably 6 years at least. Anyway, they had so much stuff I didn't even know where to begin. I tried thinking of people to look up, and he came to mind; he was the guy who gave the convo speech on the history of paperbacks. I quote myself, "maybe I'll have to give his stuff a look", so this is my chance. While at the used bookstore I looked at a couple old yearbooks from my school and indeed was able to find my physics professor from last year, both as a student in the '53 one, and as a less-old-looking professor in the '83 one. Weird stuff. Being at several different thrifty places in the last week or so, it's interesting to note how I see a few books again and again, though I've not heard of them before. It makes me wonder if there's some profile to be made of the person who will donate things, and then of what types of book they're not keeping. And for good measure, I tossed a 2600 joystick in the bag as well. Works? Dunno. But... come on. I'll do something with it. If nothing else, Israel has <a>[ kickass special effects]</a> <a>23 year old dies at Malik's home.</a> Illuminatus! messes with my mind even when I'm not reading it. Rogue: Messing. Perhaps I should euphamise: skill-enhancing. Current Mood: daunted Current Music: MC Frontalot - Which MC Was That? <a>Original</a>