I was at university (many many years ago) with a couple of guys who would have *loved* this!
I was at university (many many years ago) with a couple of guys who would have *loved* this!
As mentioned in the Alt text, I checked with my boss when I was cataloguing it whether it was something we should restrict, and she said it was too out of date nowadays to be particularly dangerous.
I'd be interested to do a venn diagram of the overlap between the people who replied to this and the ones who replied to my post the other week about the rubber fetishist guy... ๐
The Anarchist Cookbook by William Powell, 1971, second printing. A large paperback book with a black cover, a white title and the author's name in red. Apparently, these days it's quite safe to allow readers to see it as most of the recipes for explosives etc are out of date. It does also have a list of drugs, which is how I know that if you eat enough banana skins, you'll hallucinate, but I'd think that was pretty likely anyway.
On my desk today: a piece of 1970s counter culture.
Our local supermarket (and, weirdly, M&S in the city centre) play such a random selection of music, it's quite distracting. I wonder who chooses it.
Yeah, it's tricky, isn't it? I was out in a t-shirt at the weekend, being amused by all the people in headbands and long sleeves.
It has been difficult, but at least now that the weather is improving he can get out of the house and go for interesting walks and things. I'm just glad that he wasn't more badly hurt.
Yeah, he's got a way to go, and is still signed off work for another fortnight. At least he can be more independent, though, now that he's removed the strapping from his broken finger ๐
A good day: I catalogued 30 books (mostly straightforward), my WIP is going really well, and, for the first time in a month, I left A to wash himself this morning, which meant he could stay in bed when I went to work. He's recovering nicely ๐
I did, that was why I got some single-vision ones. The varifocals were annoying AF when they were all I had, but having to take the others off to see stuff close up got irritating too. The (expensive) solution was to get both.
I did pay a fair bit for my varifocals, but it means I get days off from my contacts while still being able to see to do things, so I reckon it's worth it.
Yeah. I have +1.5 readers for screens, +2 for reading books and things, a cheeky pair of +3s for detailed cross-stitch, plus when I'm not wearing my contact lenses I have a pair of single-vision glasses and a pair of varifocals so I can read/sew/crochet and watch telly. ๐ค
Pondering, on my lunch break, the fact that one of the tribulations of ageing is needing my reading glasses to see where the smudges on my reading glasses are... ๐
First few thousand words done on this new thing (probably a novella), and i think it's going ok! I keep having ideas at work and emailing them to myself so I don't forget the good bits! ##amwriting
Yeah, that's just down the hill from where I live. I did a lot of Lockdown walks around there, and one of my regular 10k routes is up the river and the cycle track towards Radley. I am good at obscure views of corners of Oxford! ๐
Is that the ring road bridge over the Thames just after Iffley Lock? Still looks like that if so, still a repository of random crap, too! Mostly rusty bike parts.
FYI, Front Line Assembly also covered it on a recent album.
Wow, the sun coming into the office makes it really obvious how dusty my desk is... ๐ซฃ
Dude... rice cakes exist for a reason! ๐คข
I might have considered it if I hadn't left my lunch in the common room. ๐
I mean, if we must have 2 (accidental) fire alarms in a day, at least it's not raining? I was right in the middle of my lunch when the second one went off. ๐
Another fave was, during a period of queuing at the baggage claim at Athens airport, a woman in the next queue over catching my eye as she aggressively hit the ":(" button on the feedback panel and rolling her eyes. No language necessary!
Tiny bits of non-verbal communication with strangers, especially in foreign countries, like the time the Greek waiter caught my eye and realised I'd seen him almost trip over someone's free-range child and drop a whole tray of cocktails: that little smile of relief.
Productive day: cleaned bike, did a wash, bought groceries, did some crochet, cross stitch, and writing, and set up the new router. ๐ช
Finished! Now I can get on with the bonus novella I decided I needed to write the other day ๐
Ran a sub-1h20 10k today, so I'm celebrating by scrambling the hell out of some eggs. I was so surprised, I had to check my measurements for the route! ๐โโ๏ธ
No worries! I haven't been that way on foot for a while, but I did a 10k run up through Town today as the usual river routes are a bit wet. Oxford doesn't change; you see these "historic" pics from years ago, and it often looks no different now!
Further to this: I ran over Folly Bridge this afternoon, and that view is definitely where I said. The steps to the right lead down to the river, the ones on the left go around the building. There's a fence now, but it's still largely the same.
It started because the person originally mentioned in the record was born in 1957, which is unlikely for a book published in 1881, unless he was a time traveller ๐คทโโ๏ธ
No, I was after a 19th century engraver. The rubber chap was 1980s, I think.