Sunday I bought a new wristwatch from Amazon. I paid for two day delivery and today the ships of Tarshish carrying the wares of Tyre arrived.
The watch is a new model Timex Expedition.
I love that. It’s not an expensive watch. It looks exactly like this. (It’s not the big Expedition with the rectangular display and graphics.) But I’m a numbers kind of guy and in addition to just telling time this one also works as a timer and stopwatch and has three alarms. And when there’s a tennis tournament going on the watch has a second time zone I can set to Australia time or France time or Britain time.
When I bought the watch from Amazon I also bought an old book on music theory I wanted to re-read. That also came today and I’m very happy.
Normally when I wanted to read that particular book I checked it out from a library. But something weird happened around here.
Somebody stole the copy of the old book from the library where I normally checked it out. So last week I drove like ten miles south to another library because their computer card catalogue said they had the book on the shelf. When I got there the book wasn’t on the shelf and when a librarian looked into the situation she said the book hadn’t been checked out since 1986 [!] so that meant the book probably had been stolen from them, too.
The only library around here that owns the old book is a library I don’t like to visit. (Mischa Barton, Mischa Barton — The international banker-alchemists hang out there and I’m afraid of them.)
So I bought myself a copy of the book.
And today my new watch arrived and my new copy of a cool old book arrived.
Now I’ve got time on my hands and a good book to read.
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Tears From The Heart Of The Sea
Daddy Needs A New Pair Of Shoes
Expedition To Amy
The Evening Sky Is Cloudy
Someday: The Last Expedition
“Expedition” Versus “Going Out”
The Beautiful Parking Lot Without Mercy