Jan. 6th, 2006
Orgies, dogs and cats
Jan. 6th, 2006 11:59 amSilly me of the day: Here's one of the hazards of concentrated book buying orgies: buying the same book twice.
Ahem. Embarrassing, too.
In my defense, one of the books I bought twice had been reissued under another title. Since I got the original book used for a couple of bucks, that isn't so bad. I'll give the old copy to a friend of mine who's very interested in the subject matter.
The Anne Perry paperback I bought twice--that's all my bad, I'm afraid. Fortunately (?), Amazon sent me the wrong book in a nonfiction series I've been slowing accumulating so I can send the paperback with the free shipping coupon they've sent to return the wrongie. Ironically, the last time I bought a book from this series, they sent me the exact same wrong number in the series. And both times were the only time I have ever, in years and years of buying from them, had anything go wrong with a shipment.
Synchronicity of the day: Temperatures in the 80s all day yesterday, and due to continue until the first of next week. Consequently, it was a not just a puppy dog morning on the drive to work but a puppy dog evening on the drive home. Perhaps that's not such a synchronicity; more like I was in the mood to notice them after the morning drive.
First, there was a dun-colored Labrador mix walking through the intersection of Main, very businesslike and leading his businesslike mom. On Pacific, it was a very pudgy brown and white English bulldog--overjoyed, it seemed, and practically skipping along the street with his two dads. Finally, at Glencoe and Alla Road, a hippity hoppity husky hopped onto someone's lawn to take a dump. His tall, too-thin mother didn't seem remotely concerned with stopping him, and I saw no evidence of a pooper scooper. She did look around furtively, however, to see if anyone noticed. I guess people in cars didn't count.
( Close up of sparklies for May. )
( The current cat. )
Ahem. Embarrassing, too.
In my defense, one of the books I bought twice had been reissued under another title. Since I got the original book used for a couple of bucks, that isn't so bad. I'll give the old copy to a friend of mine who's very interested in the subject matter.
The Anne Perry paperback I bought twice--that's all my bad, I'm afraid. Fortunately (?), Amazon sent me the wrong book in a nonfiction series I've been slowing accumulating so I can send the paperback with the free shipping coupon they've sent to return the wrongie. Ironically, the last time I bought a book from this series, they sent me the exact same wrong number in the series. And both times were the only time I have ever, in years and years of buying from them, had anything go wrong with a shipment.
Synchronicity of the day: Temperatures in the 80s all day yesterday, and due to continue until the first of next week. Consequently, it was a not just a puppy dog morning on the drive to work but a puppy dog evening on the drive home. Perhaps that's not such a synchronicity; more like I was in the mood to notice them after the morning drive.
First, there was a dun-colored Labrador mix walking through the intersection of Main, very businesslike and leading his businesslike mom. On Pacific, it was a very pudgy brown and white English bulldog--overjoyed, it seemed, and practically skipping along the street with his two dads. Finally, at Glencoe and Alla Road, a hippity hoppity husky hopped onto someone's lawn to take a dump. His tall, too-thin mother didn't seem remotely concerned with stopping him, and I saw no evidence of a pooper scooper. She did look around furtively, however, to see if anyone noticed. I guess people in cars didn't count.
( Close up of sparklies for May. )
( The current cat. )