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Aug. 26th, 2006 02:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
clayhornikThis round of eBay stuff hasn't gone too bad, but I think next run, I'm going to put up some ARCs I've been holding off putting up.
Lansdale. Stephenson. King.
I realize these things are a finite commodity, but shelf space is a finite thing as well.
Now, if I could only find that ARC of Angels & Demons.
--
I'm reading a manuscript that a co-worker wrote. It's a vampire story, but I'm enjoying it anyway.
--
Watching a Country music collection infomercial... If the song is over twenty years old, odds are I'm able to sing along.
Like Conway Twitty.
Merle Haggard.
Tammy Wynette.
Johnny Cash doesn't count. Not anymore. He's transcended the genre.
I swear, next time I get to a Cracker Barrel, I'm buying a Hee-Haw dvd.
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I need to listen to some Kraftwerk now. (I'm not sure if the site does anything, but the music is an excellent mental palate cleanser, considering I have "Delta Dawn" playing in my heard right now.)
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Actually, Delta Dawn has triggered a memory of elementry school- Sarah Jane Foreman and Patricia Rose, two cousins, singing Delta Dawn at lunchtime. Wow. I haven't thougt of THAT in years. (Doing math- I graduated in 1987. 87minus 12 equals 75, but that'd be the SPRING of '75, so I started first grade in ah... Ah. Fall of 74. I feel dizzy.)
I've repressed most of my memories of that time, because I don't like thinking of the Fire and Brimstone teacher who was worried I was headed down a path to darkness.
Heh.
He he heh.
HAHAHAHAHA!
--
Ahem. Excuse me.
Good night.
Lansdale. Stephenson. King.
I realize these things are a finite commodity, but shelf space is a finite thing as well.
Now, if I could only find that ARC of Angels & Demons.
--
I'm reading a manuscript that a co-worker wrote. It's a vampire story, but I'm enjoying it anyway.
--
Watching a Country music collection infomercial... If the song is over twenty years old, odds are I'm able to sing along.
Like Conway Twitty.
Merle Haggard.
Tammy Wynette.
Johnny Cash doesn't count. Not anymore. He's transcended the genre.
I swear, next time I get to a Cracker Barrel, I'm buying a Hee-Haw dvd.
--
I need to listen to some Kraftwerk now. (I'm not sure if the site does anything, but the music is an excellent mental palate cleanser, considering I have "Delta Dawn" playing in my heard right now.)
--
Actually, Delta Dawn has triggered a memory of elementry school- Sarah Jane Foreman and Patricia Rose, two cousins, singing Delta Dawn at lunchtime. Wow. I haven't thougt of THAT in years. (Doing math- I graduated in 1987. 87minus 12 equals 75, but that'd be the SPRING of '75, so I started first grade in ah... Ah. Fall of 74. I feel dizzy.)
I've repressed most of my memories of that time, because I don't like thinking of the Fire and Brimstone teacher who was worried I was headed down a path to darkness.
Heh.
He he heh.
HAHAHAHAHA!
--
Ahem. Excuse me.
Good night.
