Beer and books

So there I was, silently bemoaning the fact that invites for after-work drinks and the like were flying around my inbox, it was a slow Friday afternoon and I was destined not to join the party (you know, small child and all that). I had almost forgotten my invite to the Co-op Bookshop’s sale [...]

Blogger shenanigans

Yesterday was a day to put down the laptop and actually talk to some bloggers, for real like.
First I had coffee with the Black Knight of Life of a Labrat fame, fresh from his mention in Snitch on Wednesday.
Then it was off to the pub to meet up with a varied bunch, not all of [...]

The big book perve

“I can’t give a book up, if it’s a book that meant something to me…I always imagine I’ll go back to it one day. I rarely do, but the intention is there, and I get a warm feeling among my books.”
In a trend Mindy noted had become almost a meme, a few of us have [...]

Duck hunting

Ampersand Duck has blogged her book fair escapade. Check out the size of her stash.

Roald Dahl day

This is what happens when I neglect my newsreader for a few days: I find out from Read Alert that Roald Dahl day was September 13. Now, that would have been something worth marking.

I will be forever thankful for my third class teacher, Mr Seymour, thinking we would enjoy hearing Charlie and Chocolate Factory read [...]

Incorrigible

I went back.

I couldn’t help it.

It was only 10 bucks a box.

I am now officially on a book diet.
(AND I carried the bastards across campus, with a backpack full of laptop, camera and iPod and associated leads and bits and bobs. I need seeing to.)
UPDATE: For those who wish to torture themselves a little more, [...]

Book therapy

I consoled myself after the tree incident by attending one the highlights of the booklover’s year, the Sydney Uni Chancellor’s Committee booksale. My mother came down from ‘the country’ to attend also. Luckily we were interested in similar sections so we formed a two-pronged attack, getting in the door just after it opened.
(Just to gloat) [...]

Some tree business

Well. I’ve a couple of days to remember. We were roused from lazing in bed on Thursday morning by an incredible, drawn-out groaning and screeching. At first I thought the roof had fallen in and as I didn’t hear a sound from Dash I thought it had fallen on him. I immediately went into [...]

Amis’ Last days of Mohammed Atta

For the first time in a long time I have just read a longer piece, in its entirety, on the screen. I usually print interesting things out and take them home. But as I am at home and have no printer, well, I guess I was forced to read it. Then again, perhaps it was [...]

The economics of Seratonin

Or why getting depressed is basically just going on strike. Interesting.