May. 23rd, 2004 10:45 am
Midwest Bearhunters
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muckefuckI actually had more to say last night than "Boo hoo hoo!", but LiveJournal was being uncooperative. It's really no better this morning--logging me out, telling me pages don't exist--but I'm in a better mood to deal with it.
I basically pissed away yesterday morning: Got up too early, napped too long, made only desultory efforts to straighten up my place. I couldn't really do any more furniture hunting or other shopping since I'd already made plans for the Midwest Bookhunters Book Fair with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tyrannio and innerdoggie. Like an idiot, I made plans to meet them one place and then waited at another, but little Yakrape saved the day! While I was waiting, though, I remembered one of the chief benefits to these affairs: The bear watching is as rich as the book hunting. innerdoggie remarked that it seemed mostly the same vendors as one finds at Printers Row, but I (somewhat hopefully) suggested that their stock was better, since in the Loyola gymnasium they didn't have to worry about sudden squalls. I don't know if the bears were any better, but certainly the ratio was! There was not a stroller, teenage couple, or fat suburban family in sight; there were, however, two gorgeous silver-haired beauties, one in a natty suit with a big purple tie (sorry e_ticket, no camera!).
What was I on about? Oh, right, books! I'm revealing my purchases on a need-to-know basis, so if you absolutely need to know what I picked up, the titles are:zompist (y la Zompista), so I put off the more expensive purchases so I could sleep on them.
I did pick up one more book.tyrannio wanted to hit India Book House on Devon before dinner and I grabbed a copy of McGregor's Outline of Hindi grammar. I was hoping to make some practical use of it this morning watching one of the Bollywood music programmes, but when I checked there was nothing on. (There was nothing worth watching on any of the channels monshu gets, actually, which makes me wonder what his soon-to-triple cable fees are supposedly paying for.) Over Andhra buffet food at Sizzle India, tyrannio mentioned some interesting books he's been reading in French--including a supposed inside account of an al-Qaida cell by a French undercover journalist--because they're not available in English. innerdoggie, who relies on him to summarise important works on Middle East politics suggested that he get together with mollpeartree, who plays the same role in my lazy existence. I suggested trash knitting, but perhaps this merits openning a Hyde Park salon?
I basically pissed away yesterday morning: Got up too early, napped too long, made only desultory efforts to straighten up my place. I couldn't really do any more furniture hunting or other shopping since I'd already made plans for the Midwest Bookhunters Book Fair with
tyrannio and innerdoggie. Like an idiot, I made plans to meet them one place and then waited at another, but little Yakrape saved the day! While I was waiting, though, I remembered one of the chief benefits to these affairs: The bear watching is as rich as the book hunting. innerdoggie remarked that it seemed mostly the same vendors as one finds at Printers Row, but I (somewhat hopefully) suggested that their stock was better, since in the Loyola gymnasium they didn't have to worry about sudden squalls. I don't know if the bears were any better, but certainly the ratio was! There was not a stroller, teenage couple, or fat suburban family in sight; there were, however, two gorgeous silver-haired beauties, one in a natty suit with a big purple tie (sorry e_ticket, no camera!).What was I on about? Oh, right, books! I'm revealing my purchases on a need-to-know basis, so if you absolutely need to know what I picked up, the titles are:
- A taste of Switzerland (Honestly, I just picked it up to compare their recipe for Zibelewaie [sic], but how could a resist a cookbook with a recipe title in Romontsch? Also, the Schoggi-Igel or "Choco-Hedgehog" is just too damn cute.)
- Growing up in a Korean kitchen (One of those where the sidebars are at least as interesting as the recipes, though it does have all the basics that my other Korean cookbook leaves out)
- A surprise find for a certain special someone
zompist (y la Zompista), so I put off the more expensive purchases so I could sleep on them.I did pick up one more book.
tyrannio wanted to hit India Book House on Devon before dinner and I grabbed a copy of McGregor's Outline of Hindi grammar. I was hoping to make some practical use of it this morning watching one of the Bollywood music programmes, but when I checked there was nothing on. (There was nothing worth watching on any of the channels monshu gets, actually, which makes me wonder what his soon-to-triple cable fees are supposedly paying for.) Over Andhra buffet food at Sizzle India, tyrannio mentioned some interesting books he's been reading in French--including a supposed inside account of an al-Qaida cell by a French undercover journalist--because they're not available in English. innerdoggie, who relies on him to summarise important works on Middle East politics suggested that he get together with mollpeartree, who plays the same role in my lazy existence. I suggested trash knitting, but perhaps this merits openning a Hyde Park salon?