tashi delek etc. February 10, 2002 |
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Today's Reading This Year's Reading Today's Listening: Charlie Parker Erik Satie (Aldo Ciccolini recording) Soundtrack to the movie Himalaya (to which I usually refer as "the yak music video") |
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I took this Which drink are you? quiz (which seems to have vanished from its URL) and I turned out to be a a Velvet Dress. A Velvet Dress? Guess French Roast Black wasn't a choice. Nancy had to go home early for a meeting of her social work support group so we left my house at 1:45 PM. She still missed the 3:00 PM bus. The traffic on 93 was almost as bad as yesterday. So at least she made the 4:00 PM bus and successfully met up with her ride at 5:30 but it was closer than it needed to be. So do I now have to allow two hours for the drive to South Station? This is insane. Anyway, when I left the bus station I couldn't face getting back on 93 again so I took the Mass Pike to the Allston-Brighton toll booth and headed to Cambridge. There was no traffic in Central Square or Porter Square. So I figured I'd make the most of an opportunity to mess around in Cambridge for awhile before driving home (up Rt. 28). I browsed at Tibet Arts in Porter Square and discovered a book I'd been wanting to read since I read Edmund Candler's The Unveiling of Lhasa. Candler kept referring to a book he was reading about the travels of George Bogle and another one about Thomas Manning. So there it was on the shelf, both narratives in one book in a limited edition reprint. It had a price sticker from some bookstore in Katmandu with the price 520.0 stamped on it. It didn't say 520.0 what but I intuited it wasn't dollars. The Tibetan woman behind the counter stared at it for a long time, flipped it every which way, and did not find a price in dollars. I told her I didn't see a price in dollars on it but I really wanted the book. Finally she suggested $25 and wanted to know if that was OK with me. It's a fairly big hardcover book, limited edition and all that, so I figure it's worth that. Also in this same store I found the sound track to that yak music video Nancy and I liked so much. I couldn't pass that up either. Next stop was Sasuga, the Japanese bookstore, where I bought a nice little edition of The Wild Geese by Ogai Mori. It's a novel about the mistress of a usurer, but that description doesn't do it justice. I like it for the early passages where the narrator is browsing in used bookstores in Tokyo. I'm odd like that. Anyway, I sat and read about half of The Wild Geese in an Indian restaurant where the waiter forgot I was there for long periods of time. Once I finally did get the check and hit the road again, the drive back didn't feel like such an ordeal. Tashi delek. |
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Copyright © 2002, Janet I. Egan |