I Love the '70s, apparently

[liveinthelayers]

So my new hobby is watching "Roots" and crying. (I shed tears during and after every goddamn episode, and not just the ones with LeVar!) A few times last week my brothers or Mama Epp join me. She cried, too.

Today the Ripon College library had a discarded book sale. I think my favorite words in the English language are "used book sale"--when they're strung together in that order, of course.

I picked up six books for $3.50. After I got home I realized bloody half of them are D.I.Y, "Back-To-Nature" books from the '70s:

• The Mother Earth News Almanac. I studied this publication pretty extensively in a Magazine Design class at MU. But really, I am geeking out and I think it's cool to own a seasonal almanac.
• An illustrated guide to growing and using herbs.
• "Soap. Making it. Using It. Enjoying It." by Ann Sela Bramson, which I must admit I am enjoying faaaar too much. I just love reading about people who are passionate about a craft (like "Stich'N'Bitch: The Knitter's Handbook" by Debbie Stoller. I don't even want the patterns. I just want to hear about the kickass knitting community she started.)

So yeah, I belong in the 70s, a decade where my parents were kids/preteens/teens. Yikes.

(Other aquisitions at the Lane Library Book Sale, in case you were wondering: "The Empire Writes Back: Theory and Practice in Post-Colonial Literature" by Ashcroft, Griffith & Tiffin, "The Romantic Syndrome" by J.M. Jones, and "Anatomy of an African Kingdom" by J.W. Nyakatura. Not exactly light reading--there wasn't a Lit bin!)