finished up shane jones' light boxes. hmm. yes I liked it but it has some issues. just picked up 'monsters of templeton' which, after a promising start, is becoming very much bogged down in dullsville. *yawn* to another memoir-masquerading-as-fiction. I mean, seriously, who cares? get back to the monster already. nice cover art though. and winter, which seemed to be over, is back again with a biting wind off the water and through the tunnels between towers that they call streets here. not to mention this losing an hour to the Gods of Time nonsense. hate it. spent most of yesterday walking across town (horrified at how bland Chelsea's become) and then struggling through boxes in my much-neglected storage room. discovered that many boxes labeled "clothes" or "vinyl" actually contain...books. enough to open a library. I'll be shedding a lot of those soon. although I will NOT be getting rid of my box full of Breyer model horses nor will I be giving up my pristine copies of "King of the Wind," "Seastar...," or "Misty of Chincoteague" (sp?). I have to draw the line somewhere. Found some great clothes & assuming I don't find any more moth-driven damage, will be wearing many outfits from 198? since, apparently, they're in fashion again. had tea at podunk in the EV again. love that place though I do wish the chairs were more comfortable. all that wood isn't all that conducive to extended conversations and tea drinking. skipped the blasters/robert gordon show on saturday night. too many shows in brooklyn & the trains suck on weekends.