Day full of errands and books
Busy, busy day today: deposit at The Other Bank went through, so I went to take care of that. At last, no hassle about the ID or things being used for one. Also headed eastward to the T.J. Max: the coat I had bought the other day didn't really make the cut between yesterday and Sunday. In this neck of the woods, you practically need to wear a Russian military greatcoat to keep the cold out, especially when the wind starts to blow on an already chilly day. So, I guess I'll have to make do with the coat I've got, till I can check out Marshall's or even the St. Vincent de Paul thrift shop to see what they have. Problem is, I'm getting to the end of the season when most stores have winter coats in stock, so while I'll likely find great clearance prices, the selection may have less of what I'm looking for.
Went to the Lowell Five in the same plaza to take care of some bills, but realized that they close early on Wednesday, and I had time to kill between buses. Had an early lunch at the Starbucks across the way, then took the next bus to the Wal-Mart at the other end of town to buy more vitamins/supplements that I had gotten short on. Also went looking among the remnants of the Christmas stuff -- now marked down to ninety percent off -- to see if they had any strings of Christmas lights left. Sure enough, they still had a few strings of colored LED lights, the kind made to look like those mini light sets that most people seem to put on their indoor Christmas trees, so I picked up a couple of boxes. I got them to the register and found they cost only 44 cents. So I ran back to get a couple more boxes: it seemed foolish not too, at that price!
Still reading "The Cipher" and enjoying it more than I was at first blush: it's incredibly creepy, the cipher of the title (aka "the Funhole", you can see why this phrase didn't make it to the book title...) serves as a third character, or maybe even the main character, moreso than the narrator or anyone else in the narrative. It would make a great David Cronenberg movie, given the body horror that happens to one character whose hand ends up in the hole, and the very nature of the beast itself.
Package from Amazon arrived in the mail, this time two books that I'd ordered:
-The novelization of Peter Jackson's "The Frighteners", which I watched recently: utterly hilarious in a freakish way, and I was told the book was just as good as the movie, so I gave it a go. I like some of the details in it: the movie location suggests it's supposed to be set in California (though filmed in New Zealand), but the book recasts the setting as Maine, which makes more sense to me (though I could just have some bias toward my stomping ground). Also, we get more backstory on one of the antagonists, who barged into the RP corners of my head.
-The embarrassingly titled yet scholarly "Sex and the Cthulhu Mythos", which deals with some of the surprisingly sexual elements in the writings of the otherwise self-admitted asexual H.P. Lovecraft. It's quite fascinating and enlightening.
Went to the Lowell Five in the same plaza to take care of some bills, but realized that they close early on Wednesday, and I had time to kill between buses. Had an early lunch at the Starbucks across the way, then took the next bus to the Wal-Mart at the other end of town to buy more vitamins/supplements that I had gotten short on. Also went looking among the remnants of the Christmas stuff -- now marked down to ninety percent off -- to see if they had any strings of Christmas lights left. Sure enough, they still had a few strings of colored LED lights, the kind made to look like those mini light sets that most people seem to put on their indoor Christmas trees, so I picked up a couple of boxes. I got them to the register and found they cost only 44 cents. So I ran back to get a couple more boxes: it seemed foolish not too, at that price!
Still reading "The Cipher" and enjoying it more than I was at first blush: it's incredibly creepy, the cipher of the title (aka "the Funhole", you can see why this phrase didn't make it to the book title...) serves as a third character, or maybe even the main character, moreso than the narrator or anyone else in the narrative. It would make a great David Cronenberg movie, given the body horror that happens to one character whose hand ends up in the hole, and the very nature of the beast itself.
Package from Amazon arrived in the mail, this time two books that I'd ordered:
-The novelization of Peter Jackson's "The Frighteners", which I watched recently: utterly hilarious in a freakish way, and I was told the book was just as good as the movie, so I gave it a go. I like some of the details in it: the movie location suggests it's supposed to be set in California (though filmed in New Zealand), but the book recasts the setting as Maine, which makes more sense to me (though I could just have some bias toward my stomping ground). Also, we get more backstory on one of the antagonists, who barged into the RP corners of my head.
-The embarrassingly titled yet scholarly "Sex and the Cthulhu Mythos", which deals with some of the surprisingly sexual elements in the writings of the otherwise self-admitted asexual H.P. Lovecraft. It's quite fascinating and enlightening.