It's very icy outside. I don't know how long we've had freezing rain today, but it's still spitting out there, and there's a nice little layer of ice over everything. I discovered this while going to to the car to get my flashlight that actually works. Unlike most of the rest of the flashlights in this house.
See, in order to celebrate the New Year, I thought I'd rummage around in the attic and see if I could find the 20 or so books I left here when I traipsed off to college. And find them I did. Along with my mom's old college yearbooks, a small mountain of old computer magazines (brought out when we moved from Indiana), an unopened box of old issues of Speaker Builder (also lugged out when we moved from Indiana), various horn parts, various electronics parts, and boxes and boxes of various computer parts. Including the Tandy Color TRS-80 I cut my programming teeth on.
Having braved the cold and dark of the attic with my trusty flashlight and my winter coat, I brought down my book boxes. If you're wondering how 20 books fill more than one box, they were very small boxes. I also brought down my highschool diploma. I'd wondered where that'd got to...
It's always fun to look through boxes of books that you forgot you had. And these were no exception. Amongst the Tom Swift books I found a copy of Stowaway to the Mushroom Planet. Must get the others in the series. Also Alfred Hitchcock and the Three Investigators in The Mystery of the Stuttering Parrot, and The Wind in the Willows. And last, but definitely not least, Andy Buckram's Tin Men by Carol Ryrie Brink.
And so another year begins. With books.
I approve.
Posted by Ardith at January 1, 2005 07:19 PM | TrackBack