Lazy Sunday Morning

Coffee and CBS Sunday morning.
Espresso Book Machines and Bruno Mars.
Downton Abbey and The Hobbit.

Content.

I hope you are too.

The author was running, remembering and recuperating yesterday and apologizes for the schedule miss.

Secondhand Love

I've already shared with you that occasionally my books contain the odd boarding pass.  It seems I'm not alone in the habit.  "The Secret Contents of Secondhand Books" by Wayne Gooderham published in The Guardian highlights items discovered in the Skoob Books' warehouse of one million volumes.  (I think we'd lose some members of the GBC for weeks in there if there were reading water.)  My favorites include the tickets and a few postcards (both items personally collected as well).  The last find is unusual anywhere else outside of New Orleans.

In a semi-related note in my rabbit hole journey reading about second hand books, there's also this blog of book dedications.  Though perhaps not technically a dedication, this one had great ap-peal.

On the Fringe of an Irish Blessing

Happy Tuesday which feels a teeny bit like Monday which could be due to the fact I still haven't finished my coffee and I can't breathe.  (These are unrelated.)

To this end, I'll be brief today and wish you happy reading and may your meetings be shorter than yesterday.  

Hello Tiger

Inside my Life of Pi by Yann Martel is a boarding pass to Seattle dated January 26, 2004.  I had an exit row seat.  This memory was situated at Part Two:  The Pacific Ocean.

My copy of the novel sits on the shelf beside A History of Pi by Petr Beckman.

Tonight I saw the film inspired by Martel's book and was surprised to find passages which were exact quotes from the copy I re-visited this evening.  I enjoyed the cinematography, grew sad but hopeful with the journey and anticipated the eventual question, "which story do you prefer?"

I can recite π to 15 significant digits.

I believe bananas can float.