this is a sad story, but one i'd like to remember. yesterday, Snow & i went outside to deal with all of the ruined books that were pitched out of the basement window after the flood. we were cleaning up the mess, but we were also peeling apart wet pages to see if we might salvage any old illustrations, but let me start at the beginning... yesterday, before we went outside, i was doing some teacher planning for the new school year, & the kids helped me select an old (antique) book from the bookshelf for our u.s. history class. school history of the united states, written in 1897, perfect. exactly 35 chapters, which leaves one week for exams, even more perfect. as i thumbed through the pages to see what a typical school day might look like, i came across several footnotes which had more old books listed as suggestions for further reading on various topics. so, since most of these old books are usually listed in the archives online, i started searching & downloading a few, so as to have them ultra handy. i downloaded about three books, enough for us to be prepared for day one. one of the books was harder to find than the others. for some reason, the archives had vol. II of life and voyages of columbus, but no vol. I. i looked & looked, til finally i found it somewhere else & i won't go into all that, but the point is, i spent some time looking for it. that is why it was fresh on my mind when i happened to see it in the pile of sopping wet, ruined, old books outside my basement window later that day. It occured to me that this was a peculiar stroke of brendan luck, more like a sort of opposite of brendan luck. i'm not sure what to make of it.
... So Hannah comes up to me with a list. "Wanna hear the ten reasons not to wear fluffy?" "Sure, what are they?"
