so much time, so little to do...

wait a minute; strike that, reverse it.


I love Yesterday's Books of Modesto California. I love them. If I could take some action to that would make my love legal I probably would. However given the state of the current conservative marriage laws in California, I will continue to worship from affar.

Wednesday, as I was leaving my english class we were instructed to read 154 pages of The Rise of Silas Laphem by William Dean Howell. I was 100% sure I had this book and was ready to read on my arduous journey home to Modesto. Turns out I was 100% wrong. I did not have this book, and from the reports of others in the class had no chance of buying it anywhere in Los Angeles. At all. Ever. Unsure of exactly what I was going to do, I put it behind me and concentrated on the upcoming trip.

Planes with propellers are cool.

Saturday it was time I left with Kasey to look for the book, problem is by the time I drove half a mile from my house to Barnes and Nobles the sum of the information about the book I could remember was that it had something to do with "Silas" and the author's name had an "H" in it. Still the deligent detectives at B&N found the book (my hats off too them) however, they did not have the book.

Enter "Yesterday's Books" the quintessential around-the-corner-used-book store. I show up and hand them the sheet with the picture of my quandry. "I'm looking for this book," I say. "ooh, Howell...I think I've seen one title by him in section 21." I trek back to section 21, and sure enough "The Rise of Silas Lepham" by William Dean Howell, the only Howell title there. It was $2.50. I love Yesterday's books.


Now, I have the book. the next step is read the 120 pages I haven't read yet that I was supposed ot have done by today. 130 pages and negative three hours to read it. Guess I better get started.