Posts by Jonah

We have a lot of books.  Most of them are labeled and organized by Library of Congress numbers.

Here’s rare books and A – J or general works through political science (and some beer/mead storage) upstairs:

Opposite are records and more beverage storage:

The downstairs bedroom holds CDs and K – P or law through literature:

Here’s the rest of the books in the bedroom, PS or American literature:

(Also some of the books that haven’t been labeled yet.)

The collection ends in Q – X or science through information resources, along with oversized books. The last column except for the last shelf is all cookbooks (TX):

The upstairs guest bedroom holds serials and notebooks.

This doesn’t include the stacks of books on the coffee table, on my desk, and next to my bed.

And their toilets don’t work for crap.

That is all.

Conversation today:

Berck:

I don’t know what’s with the wrecks.
every freaking morning.
this morning, I got off the interstate at uintah.
wreck at GoG and Nevada.  Got past that, got back on the interstate, another wreck past Woodmen
exited Woodmen
another wreck on North Academy.
1.5 hours to get to work.

 
Jonah:
I told you there was a wreck at GoG and Nevada.
The wreck past Woodmen was new, though.

 
Berck: ….and the one on academy.

 
Jonah: yeesh

 
Berck: academy was awesome, looked like a semi crashed into 6 cars stopped at a light, smashed them all into each other.

 
Jonah:
holy crap!
apparently no injuries, though

 
Berck:
did you find a news article about it?
I was going to link you, but didn’t find one

 
Jonah: Just this https://www.facebook.com/kktv11news/photos/a.81766448380.78881.44428318380/10152633792413381/?type=1

Berck:
THAT’S ME!!!
I’m in that photo!

 
Jonah: ha!  so you are!

 
Berck:
that’s so awesome.
and you didn’t even notice.

I made a quick trip to Barnes & Noble this evening after work to pick up a book.  I was hoping it would be quick, but they’re repaving almost the entire parking lot, so it’s nearly impossible to get to.  I eventually found a spot in the back and weaved my way through the maze of yellow tape and traffic barrels up to the front door.  Guys in hardhats operating heavy equipment were working out on the fresh pavement.  The acrid smell of asphalt was in the air.

All Barnes & Nobles are apparently identical all over the country.  They all have the double doors that open to a foyer.  I passed through the first set and was faced with the heavy wooden doors that open into the store.  The smell of asphalt was replaced with the scent of coffee.

And I was transported.  Back 20 years, half my lifetime.  The same doors, the same aroma. Beyond those doors I would find laughter, conversation, friendship, and love. All I had to do was open the doors.  I paused.

Not all Barnes & Nobles are identical.