Giving a Hand

With school starting in a few days, I decided to restock my supply cabinet.  Tons of note cards, pencils, pens, folders, and erasers – everything except notebooks, and it’s all ready for the cabinet. I should add this:  The things you see here?  They’re not for me. You see, for years now I’ve had students…

Hello, Darkness

There was a light rain this morning, of which I became aware  because of the yellowish-tint of light that came through the bedroom window.  Unless there’s a serious thunderstorm with blackened clouds to block out the light, daytime rain always seems to give the sky a weak yellow glow. It didn’t wake me, though.  No,…

Force and Destiny

Yesterday, while roaming around town, I stopped at yet another used bookstore. But first, let me first delve into a prologue of sorts: I’ve mentioned numerous times that I’ve developed a fascination for role playing games, even though I’ve yet to actually play any of them.  Something about the completeness of the core rule books…

It’s Almost Here

The last four days have been absolutely amazing, insofar as the weather is concerned.  It’s been cool, humid-free, and relaxing;  I wish that the entirety of summer had been this way, but it’s no big deal.  It’s pretty decent right now and I’m happy. The fall term starts in two weeks, and while I’ve spent…

Penny Wise, Pound Stupid

A week ago, I was touting the wisdom of acting impulsively (or suffer regrets).  Well, the last two days have shown me the wisdom of restraint. Yesterday, I was visiting an online vendor, one with whom I’ve done business previously, and I found something of interest.  When all was said and done, I was looking…

The Case of the Missing Gumshoe

I’ve mentioned several times that I love reading Ross MacDonald. His “Lew Archer” mysteries are hard to find locally – short of special orders – because Barnes & Noble rarely carries his books anymore.  That means trips to the used bookstores, and I’m fortunate in that I’ve got access to at least seven (7) within…

Oh, What to Do?

Two nights ago, while on a late-evening run, I stopped at a used bookstore.  This was, without any hyperbole, the very last place on the entire planet that I needed to visit.  My eyes are definitely bigger than my schedule – I’ve purchased over a dozen books in the last month, four just in the…

A Criminal Booklist, pt. 1

In preparation for my upcoming academic term, I figured I’d post some of the materials I’ve been using, just in case others have similar literary interests.  My focus (for the time being, at least) is on the 19th century, both as a social turning point, but also as one in which crime became a social…

At the Memories Shop

On Wednesday, I will be one month away from the start of a new school term, and a part of me is already itching to start.  I know this because I picked up a flyer for a local business today and found at least a half-dozen grammatical errors during the first reading.  Personally, I think…