Shot at Point Blank
Nov. 10th, 2009 09:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Just when I'd gotten used to my partner not shooting me on L4D anymore, we played (on Expert, because we're hardcore veterans) with a sort-of-newbie friend last night - and within two minutes, I was lying bleeding on the floor from a point-blank shotgun wound. ROFL. It's like this comic all over again, only with different people:
MORE BOOKS! LESS SPACE!
The Red Bookstore is closing down yet again, and so is having this massive clearance sale. Went yesterday, walked away with about USD 37 worth of books:
- Two huge Taschen art books: one on Toulouse-Lautrec, and another on Magritte (retailed at USD 28 each; I got them for USD 6 each. If there ever was a bargain, that would be it)
- James Jones' WWII: A Chronicle of Soldiering (I have so many WWII books it's not funny; I promised myself I wouldn't get any more, but this book comes with pages upon pages of coloured plates of some of the most awesome WWII illustrations ever)
- Martin' Gilbert's Kristallnacht: Prelude to Destruction (more WWII books? seriously)
- Eric Mjöberg's Forest Life and Adventures in the Malay Archipelago (first published in 1928) - another book rich in photos and illos
- Two books on local folklore, intended for a close friend's Christmas present
- Wanda Luttrell's The Legacy of Drennan's Crossing (the hell? I don't usually read female authors, but this one comes under the heading of WWI-era fiction, and there are exceptions to my rule)
And three children's books, because I collect some of the really old ones with beautiful painted/black-ink illustrations:
- Clement C. Moore's The Night Before Christmas
- Beatrix Potter's The Tailor of Gloucester
- Sam Savitt's The Dingle Ridge Fox and Other Stories (I need to study his dry-brush technique - god, I love his inkwork)
[I was coveting John and Mary Gribbins' Ice Age: How a Change of Climate Made Us Human for my collection, but 20 bucks for a small, 100-page book is just a little steep even for me, and besides, I've just gotten John's In Search of Schrödinger's Cat, which I'm reading years after tackling Schrödinger's Kittens and the Search for Reality - how stupid is that?]
It's ridiculous how many books I sometimes manage to acquire in under two hours (I bought a staggering 18 books in two trips in September), but then again, I really don't spend money on much else, except for the occasional new game. I may have to get a new shelf, though: the last time I checked, my forensics books had spilled into the natural biology section, Feynman and Sagan are tangled together in a confused heap, and my science fiction/fantasy shelves are a royal mess, because I've so many of those that the books are piled three deep. [facepalm] But where the hell will I put it? I've bookshelves in three rooms as it is.
Just when I'd gotten used to my partner not shooting me on L4D anymore, we played (on Expert, because we're hardcore veterans) with a sort-of-newbie friend last night - and within two minutes, I was lying bleeding on the floor from a point-blank shotgun wound. ROFL. It's like this comic all over again, only with different people:
MORE BOOKS! LESS SPACE!
The Red Bookstore is closing down yet again, and so is having this massive clearance sale. Went yesterday, walked away with about USD 37 worth of books:
- Two huge Taschen art books: one on Toulouse-Lautrec, and another on Magritte (retailed at USD 28 each; I got them for USD 6 each. If there ever was a bargain, that would be it)
- James Jones' WWII: A Chronicle of Soldiering (I have so many WWII books it's not funny; I promised myself I wouldn't get any more, but this book comes with pages upon pages of coloured plates of some of the most awesome WWII illustrations ever)
- Martin' Gilbert's Kristallnacht: Prelude to Destruction (more WWII books? seriously)
- Eric Mjöberg's Forest Life and Adventures in the Malay Archipelago (first published in 1928) - another book rich in photos and illos
- Two books on local folklore, intended for a close friend's Christmas present
- Wanda Luttrell's The Legacy of Drennan's Crossing (the hell? I don't usually read female authors, but this one comes under the heading of WWI-era fiction, and there are exceptions to my rule)
And three children's books, because I collect some of the really old ones with beautiful painted/black-ink illustrations:
- Clement C. Moore's The Night Before Christmas
- Beatrix Potter's The Tailor of Gloucester
- Sam Savitt's The Dingle Ridge Fox and Other Stories (I need to study his dry-brush technique - god, I love his inkwork)
[I was coveting John and Mary Gribbins' Ice Age: How a Change of Climate Made Us Human for my collection, but 20 bucks for a small, 100-page book is just a little steep even for me, and besides, I've just gotten John's In Search of Schrödinger's Cat, which I'm reading years after tackling Schrödinger's Kittens and the Search for Reality - how stupid is that?]
It's ridiculous how many books I sometimes manage to acquire in under two hours (I bought a staggering 18 books in two trips in September), but then again, I really don't spend money on much else, except for the occasional new game. I may have to get a new shelf, though: the last time I checked, my forensics books had spilled into the natural biology section, Feynman and Sagan are tangled together in a confused heap, and my science fiction/fantasy shelves are a royal mess, because I've so many of those that the books are piled three deep. [facepalm] But where the hell will I put it? I've bookshelves in three rooms as it is.
