I thought of you, King Nerd. You and your gigantic pile of books, which, when I first saw them strewn about of the floor in heaps, reminded me of Smaug's lair. I suppose felt a bit like Bilbo, peering over the edge, eyes wide. So much treasure!

When did I think of you? When my mother took pity on my carless house-bondage the week before last and ( Read more... )