Library Run
I think I was actually fairly restrained. I dropped off 4 and picked up 3. No that’s not right–there was a CD too.
I’ve already finished the one the with most pressing promise–No More Kidney Stones– and, as you might expect, it tells me to
- Drink a lot more fluids
- Cut back on tomatoes, rhubarb, chocolate, sweet potatoes, nuts, citrus rind, and a lot of other things including salty treats and beer.
- And if I eat any of the semi-forbidden household staples, to drink two 12 oz glasses of water right away. Now I can do math — that’s really 3 glasses of water. I am going to to wearing a nice little path to the bathroom and you’ll recognize me from the sloshing sound.
The CD was Serena Ryder’s If Your Memory Serves You Well which is covers 1970s pieces. It had Douglas singing along, and for some undisclosed reason, he knows all the words to "Good Morning Starshine". I suppose it’s a good thing that there are stlll surprises after 25 years. All the same, I am not prepared for an onslaught of 60s and 70s musicals which all this singing along portends.
In the novel department, I picked up Gibson’s Spook Country which has been prolifically reviewed. I’m 30 pages in and so far I’m enjoying it. If it goes the way of LeCarre novels by 100 pages in I’m going to be struggling to remember all the characters and subplots.
The other novel is a mystery by Christopher Brookmyre--One Fine Day in the Middle of the Night. I’d never encountered Brookmyre before but I’d read the opening lines of his most recent novel at Book World and was intrigued. If the idea of a wee Elastoplast as a cure all hadn’t hooked me, the titles of his books would have: All Fun and Games Till Somebody Loses an Eye, A Big Boy Did it and Ran Away, and Boiling a Frog are all oddly familiar turns of phrases.
Next week’s library run goal: return more than I take out.
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