So a weekend or two ago, Lisa and I joined my BFF, his lovely wife, assorted family members and assorted hangers on, to celebrate his birthday. We have officially made the inner-circle. Next he'll be asking to borrow money and watch his kids for the weekend.
So I was recently reading an article about ways to save money. One of the suggestions was to rediscover that local book depository known as your public library. This I have done in earnest the last few years, borrowing a wide variety of books that I would otherwise never have read because I would have never bought them. I went through a 10-15-year period when I wanted to own my books. Now I have a lot of books that I no longer want to own. Yeah, I could try to dump them at a garage sale or on Craigslist, but that's a pain in the ass just to make a pocketful of change. I could give them to Goodwill, but that would run contrary to my "Screw the needy" adage.
Then I discovered PaperBackSwap.com, where you can trade your books for someone else's books. The premise is simple. You post the books you want to trade, someone "orders" your book, you ship it, they get it and indicate on-line that it's been "received," and you get one credit to your account. Each credit is good for one book. When you order a book someone else pays to ship it to you. Pretty cool, huh? And when you sign up and post at least 10 books, you'll get two free credits toot-sweet!
So I decided to hang around and help out with the boy's soccer practice Monday evening. During one of the drills my job was to "shag balls"(hee, hee) and then toss them back to the coach. The coach would then toss them back onto the field so as to keep the drill moving. Anyway, I'm shagging like a son of a bitch and could only juggle so many balls, so I start kicking them back to the coach, right? I'm sure you can guess the outcome of that decision. Thanks to my impeccable timing I tagged one kid right in the face as he was sprinting out onto the field.
Maybe I'll just stick to sitting and watching with the rest of the moms.
My sister and I loved this show when we were kids, particularly all of Jim's little contraptions and weapons, and how the scene would fade to a cartoon before the commercial. Great stuff. We even played WWW as kids, I was, of course, Jim West and I made Pam be Artemus Gordon. I even remember we had these toy Spiderman web-shooter/dart thingys we'd use. They were so Jim West-like.