Mac: nicely done bookcases. I’m jealous. This weekend I’ve been boxing up books and taking them to the Salvation Army. I would love to keep them, but I’m just flat out of room.
Police made a routine traffic stop early Thursday morning and got more than they bargained for when Roy Tilbott, 51, stepped out of his El Camino for a field sobriety test and Casper police noticed several eyeballs slide from his right pant leg onto the road.
Feeling they could have a potential murderer on their hands, police quickly drew guns and cuffed Tilbott.
Tilbott assured police the eyeballs were not human, but instead cow eyeballs he had pilfered from Johnson Meats (a slaughterhouse) where Tilbott is employed as a butcher.
I was reminded of the proctologist who, upon examining a man who’d accidentally swallowed his glass eye remarked, “I’ve looked up a lot of azzholes but this is the first time I’ve ever had one look back!”
Sven,
I hate giving up books just on principle but I had many books I would never look at again and many from my father that had no interest so I culled these out. Still have many and even some extra room.
My rule of thumb going forward Mac, is “will I read this again or will I need it again before I die”? If no, then out it goes. In some cases, these are books that yeah, meant something to me before but no longer do. Given the space, I’d hold on to them, but we don’t have the space.
I find myself dumping several Ann Coulter, Mark Levin, Mark Steyn, and other political/cultural tomes. I read them all once, got some chuckles or information out of them, but then never opened them again. So off they go.
I also dumped a lot of political books from the Clinton era. I had already given up my car and motorcycle magazines from the 70s and 80s but I still have my gun magazines from the sixties up. I can’t buy a new 1970s car but I can buy a gun that is identical to ones sold half a century ago. My Marlin 39A .22 lever action rifle was first sold in 1969 and is better and more valuable than a new one. I have a Gun Digest Annual from 1951 and I still go looking for articles in it. I almost gave up some of my Science Fiction magazines from the 60s and 70s (NOT my Analogs) but found room. It is more the memories than the stories for the most part.
My library here let me unpack all my books for the first time in years but the growing hordes of DVDs needed lebensraum and I will not likely miss what I got rid of. I also discarded over a thousand VHS cassettes, including about 200 today. This has been going on for some time and I don’t have many left.
I culled books in 2004 before moving to Cleveland with another light culling before relocating to CasaK in ’08. Probably won’t do much more of that.
I figure if I ever move again, it’ll be ’cause we won the lottery and can pay someone else to pack all the books. Or I’ll be taking a dirt nap and the kids’ll have to deal with ’em. Either way, it’s a win. 🙂
I see the San Bernardino po-po must not have much serious crime to deal with anymore, since four of them recently dressed as panhandlers to catch seat belt and cell phone violators.
Heh.
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A blessed Sabbath, Gerbil Nation!
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Is it time for coffee? Why, yes, it is!
Happy Sunday, folks.
Mac: nicely done bookcases. I’m jealous. This weekend I’ve been boxing up books and taking them to the Salvation Army. I would love to keep them, but I’m just flat out of room.
Hai, Paddy and Sven!
Sven --
I hope the books you’ve taken to the Salvation Army will find appreciative new homes.
This actually made me laugh: Wyoming Man Found with 30 Eyeballs in His Anal Cavity
I was reminded of the proctologist who, upon examining a man who’d accidentally swallowed his glass eye remarked, “I’ve looked up a lot of azzholes but this is the first time I’ve ever had one look back!”
[Insert obvious Nietzsche reference here]
Just when you think you’ve seen it all, something unexpected looks back at you.
Wonder if there’s any crime involved here?
Might be employee theft (per the article).
Yet again, I’m startled at what some folks get up to.
Or up in.
Naughty Mac!
[Typed approvingly]
Sven,
I hate giving up books just on principle but I had many books I would never look at again and many from my father that had no interest so I culled these out. Still have many and even some extra room.
Off to breakfast.
My rule of thumb going forward Mac, is “will I read this again or will I need it again before I die”? If no, then out it goes. In some cases, these are books that yeah, meant something to me before but no longer do. Given the space, I’d hold on to them, but we don’t have the space.
I find myself dumping several Ann Coulter, Mark Levin, Mark Steyn, and other political/cultural tomes. I read them all once, got some chuckles or information out of them, but then never opened them again. So off they go.
I also dumped a lot of political books from the Clinton era. I had already given up my car and motorcycle magazines from the 70s and 80s but I still have my gun magazines from the sixties up. I can’t buy a new 1970s car but I can buy a gun that is identical to ones sold half a century ago. My Marlin 39A .22 lever action rifle was first sold in 1969 and is better and more valuable than a new one. I have a Gun Digest Annual from 1951 and I still go looking for articles in it. I almost gave up some of my Science Fiction magazines from the 60s and 70s (NOT my Analogs) but found room. It is more the memories than the stories for the most part.
My library here let me unpack all my books for the first time in years but the growing hordes of DVDs needed lebensraum and I will not likely miss what I got rid of. I also discarded over a thousand VHS cassettes, including about 200 today. This has been going on for some time and I don’t have many left.
Work in progress.
I culled books in 2004 before moving to Cleveland with another light culling before relocating to CasaK in ’08. Probably won’t do much more of that.
I figure if I ever move again, it’ll be ’cause we won the lottery and can pay someone else to pack all the books. Or I’ll be taking a dirt nap and the kids’ll have to deal with ’em. Either way, it’s a win. 🙂
I see the San Bernardino po-po must not have much serious crime to deal with anymore, since four of them recently dressed as panhandlers to catch seat belt and cell phone violators.
I’m sure it’s not about the revenue.