Racing,
Racing,
Racing
When we got to destination, the people we were meeting were'nt there.
We were only a minute late, I mean a minute late is like being early these days.
A minute's tardiness and yet there was no one around.
I looked at my watch again,
10:03.
It was 10:01 at first glance, now after apparently searching for 2 minutes.....
It was 10:03.
We were supposed to meet at 11 am.
We were an hour early.
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
So we went over to a nearby bookseller which had a coffee shop included as is the fashion of the day. So I ordered up a breakfast type thing that was sealed in plastic, then microwaved fresh for me, since I had skipped that in order to be on time, and then wandered over to the magazine rack.
Why can't I control myself?
There's a reason behind the purchase of each;
Urban Farm, Hobby Farm, Gardening and Dwell; see previous post, but seriously there is at least one article of interest/import in each. And these are just the three that made the cut. I had probably a dozen more on topic that I didn't get.
Getting Published and Writer's Digest Guide to Creativity--Because I should get paid for all the babble I commit to paper or to a computer screen. Technology sure can change common expressions, yet still a far cry from being a "paperless" society. The sheer number of magazines out there is testament to that.
Pirates--A tough magazine to find, so I usually buy it when I run across it.
Tap Out --Because my 1st jui jitsu instructor--Rigan Machado has an article in it and there are some techniques in there that might get me out of a jam. No really.
The Atlantic is kind of a cheat. I didn't actually buy that on this spree. I have a subscription but I needed an additional glossy to finish off the grid.
I love my magazines.
1 comments:
oh yes he does!
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