Yeah, I know. I didn't write on Saturday.
I returned to the city Saturday afternoon. We stayed up late watching the first 8 episodes of season 2 of "How To Get Away With Murder". Once again, I marvel at how popular this show is, given that every character on it is a lying, conniving, self-serving so-and-so. They all have secrets. They all hide 'em.
Slept in this morning. And I spent two hours this afternoon in the middle bedroom, finding stuff to toss out in a week's time. Dozens of issues of Entertainment Weekly, Rolling Stone, MacLean's, and others, too. They will all be place into clear bags and go out with my recycling on November 24.
I am finding stuff I had long since forgotten I had. I have unearthed my collection of Twilight Zone Magazine, published in the 1980's and a long time favourite. I can lay my hands on my Starlogs, and my nearly complete collection of Nemo, a magazine about comic strips that was published in the 1980's. There was one issue that devoted a lot of pages to political cartoons of the 1800's that I really must pull out and re-read. Nemo was one of my fave magazines from that part of my life, and I look forward to becoming re-acquainted with it. Its editor went on to co-found "Hogan's Alley", and I have found a few issues of that, too. The six or so early issues of "Cemetery Dance", a horror fiction magazine, have also been located. Ditto with "Fear", a British horror publication of 20+ years ago. I have more of those than I thought. I liked how they would rate movies, using skulls. The better the movie, the more skulls it got. Here is a short article about the magazine, and the crap it had to go through.
I am keeping those things, but an awful lot of other stuff is going next Tuesday. I don't need it any more. I never did need it, come to think of it. And it is taking up far too much space in a house that isn't all that big when you sit down and think about it.
There are also quite a few issues of National Geographic, but my mother's old nursing home will happily take those, so I will bundle those up and take them there the next time I am in the Valley, in a couple of weeks.
I should have purged this stuff years ago. But it's always been hard for me to let go of things. Sue me.
It's the end of a 5 day mini vacation. Back to work in the morning. Why does time off go by so damned fast, anyway?
You guys have a good evening. I will talk at ya tomorrow.