Wherein I lament the deaccessionary process

Why do I think that [with] every book that I throw/give away, I become a less interesting person?
As the Wife and I are both recovering academics, we have a lot of books between us. Since we’ve moved back to Indiana, a concerted effort has been made to cull the things that we really don’t want. [...]

Wherein I break in my first meme

Yow, this is going to be tough. As important as books have been in my life, even to the extent of managing two different bookstores and two stints in graduate school, my life hasn’t been a bookish life. Tomes that I tended to read as a youngster tended to the non-fiction side of things, trivia [...]

Ain’t it a wonderful game

I’ve just finished David Halberstam’s October 1964. Like many books in our house, we picked it up along the way, and it seems like a shame to ever throw out a hardcover book. Having started it five or six times (no reflection on the quality of the book), I finally finished it this morning on [...]

Préparez, et répétez

We’re leaving for our annual Wisconsin sojourn at the end of this week, and so I’m in the midst of picking out the three or four books that I’m going to throw in the backpack to while away the hours while I’m not completing a fresh book of NYT Crossword Puzzles. A book that I’ve [...]

Winding down

The Daughters and I have spent the morning at the library — them picking out books and playing online with Webkinz, me picking out audiobooks for the long drive up to our summer vacation spot. It’s about an 11-hour drive, depending on the traffic, so I’ve picked up a 13-hour CD-book, and I’m still unsure [...]

The standard deviation of hope

Light to moderate posting this week. It makes me feel guilty when I see that post calendar over to the right, and there are a string of unhighlighted days. It’s been quite a crazy week for reasons I can’t go into now, but will possibly post about sometime in the mid-to-long future. Everything’s OK, it’s [...]

Thursday Grab Bag

Going out of town this weekend, so you’ll get a double burst of PQV-freshness today, though I think the “man biffle” post was as creative as I’m going to get this week.
Spring is in the air, and with it comes the intimation that I’m yet a year older. You know you’re middle-aged when you get [...]