Saturday, April 24, 2004
A Really Busy Day Today
Got up at the crack of dawn to get the deals at the Alachua County Friends of the Library booksale, where the Library system sells those donated books they don't have room for or use for in their library catalog. In addition to some kids books and activity books for Parker, we also got some classics in hardcover like David Copperfield, Wuthering Heights, and Tess of the D'Urbervilles. We also snagged quite a few O Magazines and Martha Stewart Living, both to read and to sell (on eBay, we might be able to turn a profit). If it works, we'll be buying more of them at the next book sell in October. I also cleaned up on cheap cds, getting: Grand Funk Railroad, Paul Simon, Celine Dion, John Mayer, Midnight Oil, Technotronic, Amanda Garrigues, Backstreet Boys, Sixpence None the Richer, Ann Peebles, Michael Bolton (yes, THAT Michael Bolton), KLF, Blondie, 100 Masterpieces of Classical Music, the Wayne's World Soundtrack, the Magnolia Soundtrack, and Blood Sweat and Tears. There's another cd I'm eyeing, which has Tuva music combined with Western and Folk melodies, but I'll wait for half price day to get that if I can.
The most fun at the sale was watching a woman accusing a college student of stealing her families box (boxes are precious commodities at this sale). She claimed he physically threatened her son, took the box, dumped their contents out, and took the box for himself. She got the box back, but not without telling everyone within earshot how his face looks like a liar's and that his karma will come back to him in due time.
After working our way through that crowd (two hours of waiting to get in, an hour of shopping, and an hour and a half to check out), we picked up Parker from the sitter's (Thanks Dawn!) and then I went and proceeded to help our friends Steve and Jen move out of their house into their temporary apartment. We moved half their stuff into the apartment and half into a storage rental place. We had some fun there when the live-in manager accused us of hitting the side of the buildings with the truck, something we didn't even feel (though given the way the truck rumbled, I wouldn't be surprised). There was a lot of discussion about who would pay for the damages (the insurance or Steve out of pocket), and although the issue wasn't resolved, we did finally manage to get out of there. And I got to go home and go to bed, after a detour to Guthries where I had to maneuver around a taciturn police officer who stood stoically in front of the condiment stand and refused to budge an inch for anyone (even if you said please). I think he was too concerned it would ruin his image with the girl behind the counter.
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