WhileIt'sNotNews
ThisFitsVille
Last week involved another whack of cigar tube riding week for me.
Which I'm starting to hate more and more, especially the airport part, for all kinds of reasons, but mostly because of the mad scramble to get on and find a place to jam in your carry-on. I fly lots, but only on the cheapest tickets so all these quarter points are pretty much useless for anything.
Anyway...
When I got home late Wednesday night, the previous Sunday's edition of the New York Times, shown above, was just sitting there, big and fat, on my desk/table down in the subterranean homesick blues room.
Now, in case you haven't noticed, I still have quite a thing for dead-tree editions of the news and such.
It's so bad that when we go on driving road trips the space under my seat in the car fills to bursting with all manner of local rags and big chain homogenowipes from every town and hamlet that we stop in, even if it's only for cinnamon churros and licorice whips.
In contrast, at home I'm more restrained, mostly because I just don't have time to read everything cover-to-cover. So I only buy the NYTimes once a week, on Fridays, because I like to learn about all the shows and movies I will not see in considerable detail. Also, I get it for the Krugman v. Brooks on opposite sides of the same static page, all pugnacious like with guest spot Op-Ed's between them acting like referees that wouldn't know a low blow if it hit them right where it hurts.
Anyway, it turns out that the particular Sunday paper in question was bought for me, on that particular Sunday, by littler e. in New York City.
She got it in Times Square while doing her dancing/intern thing for three weeks on her first big post-high school graduation adventure.
The next day we pretty much crossed paths in Pearson. I did not see her, although the text messages were flying.
Imagine that!
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As you may have guessed I'm still reading that particular edition of the Sunday paper...Who knew their could be so many words in the Review of Books about Jane Austen on the 200th anniversary of something or other?
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