Still not done with my “Leviathan” re-read as the party last night went a little longer than I thought. Just woke up a few hours ago and have yet to get down to business.
I did pass by the office before heading off to the party venue, where I was handed that cute little planner, courtesy of the National Book Development Board. I also passed by the mall to claim my Laking National Card, and found a copy of Michael Chabon’s “The Yiddish Policemen’s Union” marked down to about 10 percent of its original value. YAY FOR ME!
I don’t “shelf dive” as often as I used to when I was much younger — I would most often be found with my ass up in the air as I checked out the floor level shelves of the Booksale at Robinson’s Place — but I still manage to find some good stuff when I find the time to do so.