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Never mind why for now, but B. needed to grab ten books that she liked that were conveniently accessible on our shelves in paperback. So this isn't a formal list of her favorite novels or anything, but since I'm the one who was juggling the result, I found the list interesting. It was
5 still living, 5 not
5 American, 1 Canadian, 4 British
4 fantasy, 3 sf, 3 other
7 I've read (all of which I liked a lot, and most of which I've re-read), 3 not
More things we learn unexpectedly: B. is suffering from muscle soreness in one hip, and medical advice was to get a hand-sized ball and lie on it. But what kind of ball? Anyone who thinks I'm the kind of guy who'd have an old baseball from childhood doesn't know me: I never had a baseball, nor a mitt (which made it kind of ridiculous when I was forced to play softball in P.E., but then staying away from flying balls was my only goal). There's an old tennis ball that came over the fence and has been rotting in the back yard for a while, but I'm not offering that as medical equipment. They suggested a lacrosse ball, but all I knew of lacrosse was that it's some sort of field hockey played with scoops. I didn't even know it had a ball, as opposed to a puck.
I remembered that there's a sporting goods store next to a local produce market. I went down there. As soon as I described what I needed a ball for, the guy spontaneously suggested a lacrosse ball, so I knew we were on the right track. It turned out to be solid rubber. Perfect: not collapsible under weight like a tennis ball, but with a little give to it, less purely rock-like than a baseball. No disrespect to you masseurs out there, but a lot longer-lasting than a massage and only $4.
Oh, and did I mention that the elaborate beeping system on our new washing machine plays a stanza of Schubert's "Die Forelle" when a load of laundry is done? It does, really.
- Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale
- Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
- Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn
- Marion Zimmer Bradley, Stormqueen
- Lois McMaster Bujold, Shards of Honor
- Jennifer Crusie, Bet Me
- Diana Wynne Jones, Fire and Hemlock
- Ursula K. Le Guin, A Wizard of Earthsea
- Dorothy L. Sayers, Gaudy Night
- J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
5 still living, 5 not
5 American, 1 Canadian, 4 British
4 fantasy, 3 sf, 3 other
7 I've read (all of which I liked a lot, and most of which I've re-read), 3 not
More things we learn unexpectedly: B. is suffering from muscle soreness in one hip, and medical advice was to get a hand-sized ball and lie on it. But what kind of ball? Anyone who thinks I'm the kind of guy who'd have an old baseball from childhood doesn't know me: I never had a baseball, nor a mitt (which made it kind of ridiculous when I was forced to play softball in P.E., but then staying away from flying balls was my only goal). There's an old tennis ball that came over the fence and has been rotting in the back yard for a while, but I'm not offering that as medical equipment. They suggested a lacrosse ball, but all I knew of lacrosse was that it's some sort of field hockey played with scoops. I didn't even know it had a ball, as opposed to a puck.
I remembered that there's a sporting goods store next to a local produce market. I went down there. As soon as I described what I needed a ball for, the guy spontaneously suggested a lacrosse ball, so I knew we were on the right track. It turned out to be solid rubber. Perfect: not collapsible under weight like a tennis ball, but with a little give to it, less purely rock-like than a baseball. No disrespect to you masseurs out there, but a lot longer-lasting than a massage and only $4.
Oh, and did I mention that the elaborate beeping system on our new washing machine plays a stanza of Schubert's "Die Forelle" when a load of laundry is done? It does, really.
