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[Jherrith]

Was within 7

Am at 3093

Now on to better news two day work week

[Chiron]

Uh oh, apparently I've been away for quite a while... had to peruse the previous 4 pages in order to decrypt at least partially the last one!

Well Doc, consider yourself lucky that you can still count your books! :winks:
Last time I tried and faced such an ordeal at my place, after a couple of days I had to swallow my frustration and desist: firstly because at my age the chance to see the end of the job was negligible; secondly because something weird hiding amid the books might bite off my hand; thirdly because every time I checked off a book I couldn't resist leafing through it (but just a little), and you know all too well how this story ends... (see below :smile: )

I asked myself how the hell could so much printed material come in unnoticed and find a place on the shelves (and on the tables, on the nightstands, under the beds, in the kitchen cupboards, on my desk, in my wife's jewelry box, in the cellar, virtually in every corner of the home).

I have a few tentative answers still awaiting proof:
- weakness of character - no matter how firm my resolution, I never managed to get out of a bookstore empty-handed. The same goes for the wife. Nothing to do, incurable.
- too many sadistic friends - what shall we get Chiron and Chironess for Christmas? Well, they like books...
- physiological inability to get rid of a book - regardless of its quality, once you read a book it becomes a part of yourself. Giving it away would be like giving away a piece of your soul.
- delusion of omniscience - once you close a book you think you'll retain its contents forever. Any attempt to disprove that will only result in reading that book again to recover the forgotten info.
- too small a home - not a realistic answer actually: whatever the size of your home, you'll eventually fill it with books to the ceiling. It's only a matter of time.
Would your personal experience support any of the above? :winks:

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[Jherrith]

Uh oh, apparently I've been away for quite a while... had to peruse the previous 4 pages in order to decrypt at least partially the last one!

Well Doc, consider yourself lucky that you can still count your books! :winks:
Last time I tried and faced such an ordeal at my place, after a couple of days I had to swallow my frustration and desist: firstly because at my age the chance to see the end of the job was negligible; secondly because something weird hiding amid the books might bite off my hand; thirdly because every time I checked off a book I couldn't resist leafing through it (but just a little), and you know all too well how this story ends... (see below :smile: )

I asked myself how the hell could so much printed material come in unnoticed and find a place on the shelves (and on the tables, on the nightstands, under the beds, in the kitchen cupboards, on my desk, in my wife's jewelry box, in the cellar, virtually in every corner of the home).

I have a few tentative answers still awaiting proof:
- weakness of character - no matter how firm my resolution, I never managed to get out of a bookstore empty-handed. The same goes for the wife. Nothing to do, incurable.
- too many sadistic friends - what shall we get Chiron and Chironess for Christmas? Well, they like books...
- physiological inability to get rid of a book - regardless of its quality, once you read a book it becomes a part of yourself. Giving it away would be like giving away a piece of your soul.
- delusion of omniscience - once you close a book you think you'll retain its contents forever. Any attempt to disprove that will only result in reading that book again to recover the forgotten info.
- too small a home - not a realistic answer actually: whatever the size of your home, you'll eventually fill it with books to the ceiling. It's only a matter of time.
Would your personal experience support any of the above? :winks:

We are a touch worse, my car cannot go past a bookstore with out pulling in and then getting out empty handed is an exercise in futility. Yes, incurable.

Inability to get rid of a book, absolutely as no one will give it a better home or treat it properly except myself. Add to the part of having read it once it is no longer able to depart said residence.

The only delusion is that I could have sworn I had that in my library, then get lost for hours trying to find it only to realize that I never had it to begin with, get a new copy and return home only to find it tucked away in a corner.

We have a wee bit of time before that will ever be a home with the home. Although 20 bookcases is eating up the available wall space rapidly, the beauty is that they are currently all single stacked book cases with no double stacking ... yet.

As to how it gets in without being noticed, I will have to blame it on Professor Chronotis in Shada w/Tom Baker as the Doctor.

After he upends a briefcase of books and papers on a dining table. "Excuse the muddle, creative disarray."

[Jherrith]

Well, what a wonderful start to my day, got all the way to work before I realized that I did not have tee backpack with me (it has my lap top in it) so had to turn around and go all the way back home to get it and then drive back to the shop.

Some days it just doesn't pay to chew through the leather straps.

And what an absolute slow day that had no pressing work that needed attention, such as the rest of the repeaters for the cruise ships, why because the fair haired project manager did not come in again today, turns out he is sick again damn youngsters.

Had but one bit of excitement a consolette came in from one of the city police departments because it was overheating.

Well swapped out the fan and set it to running and listened to traffic on it for a while and after a couple of hours yes, it still overheated again. Well, ran it back through the front desk office lady to order a new power supply.

Bonus was the other office lady ordered pizza for the entire shop.  :hny schultz 02:

Well, the only thing left for me to do was to go back to work on my tests and syllabus for next fall semester.   Yes, I keep the files and book with me just in case I get a moment.

Completed two more exams and answer keys, plus tweaked a couple questions for correct verbiage.

And we are now off till the 6th of January

[thelufias]

I suspected it was quiet at your work since you were chatty in here

[Jherrith]

Well, seriously surprised was back at doing inventory for the library and am currently getting into the manga section.

Just grabbing at random and entering the details and got to the series titled

Princess Resurrection

Interesting bit is I only have seven volumes, however there is supposedly more, did the research, yep there are more and all in a language I can not read

The real fun bit is the quote on the inside front cover

That is not dead
which can eternal lie
and with strange eons
even death may die

[Wizzard]

A quote from "Call of Cthulu" if memory doesn't betray.
Sounds like an interesting read.
Cheers

[Jherrith]

You are absolutely correct, which obviously is another volume in my collection volume #1062

Princess Resurrection is a seven volume manga with a 24 episode anime to go with it.

[Wizzard]

As long as they weren't destroyed ny flood and hurricane, I have all Lovecrafts boockes as well as Derleth and Dunsany, the trio for the Cthulu ancient olde ones stories.
Somewhere I have a boocke by Blocke that detailed how they corresponded to create the mythos.
Cheers.... Readers Unite!

[Radkres]

Lot of Manga today is going Digital. Makes it hard to get them all in Paper.