Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Books, books, book

A trip to Powell's left us a mere $82 poorer than when we arrived but we brought home these treasures to enjoy:

--for me--
Case Histories by Kate Atkinson
Little Earthquakes by Jennifer Weiner
Terrorist by John Updike
The Secret Lives of Fortunate Wives by Sarah Strohmeyer

--for Darr--
Great Spaces, Small Houses by Carles Broto
Creating the Not So Big House by Sarah Susanka

--for the Resident Alien--
The Tale of Peter Rabbit by Beatrix Potter
Hubert Horatio Bartle Bobton-Trent by Lauren Child

Can I just take a moment to say that another pet peeve of mine is price stickers that aren't easily removed from the objects to which they are attached. Argh.


B. E. Busby said...

So, for some perverse reason, I woke up at 0230 AM in the morning (yes, redundant, but as a defense contractor in my early days, it was fun to torture the military folks with that one) thinking that while "resident alien" sounds like a bit of an immigration issue, the Silly Valley version would be "Alien in Residence." Better than having Betty wake me up at 0 dark thirty to demand to know if Joe Piscopo was still alive... but I digress (a lot, and frequently).

Then I came across Thursday's Wall Street Urinal (as it surely will be known if Rupert "fair and balanced" Murdoch gets his stickies on it) that went to some lengths to blame the late Fred Rogers for a culture of entitlement amongst young people these days. In there (the article is on the WSJ site, but I think it's a subscription thing... email me and I'll get you a copy of the article) was the phrase, "His Majesty, the Fetus." Wonderful turn of phrase, since I work with some of those, on occasion.

Happy fetal articulation (whole new meaning to "knee in the groin"),

christie said...

If you guys ever make your way to Portland, you have to let us know so we can hook up. I can't identify parts of the R.A. yet but I'm sure sooner than later there will be a knee in my groin. :)