Fooled by the light...

[alexpgp]

I look out the window of my "semi-basement" office (the room is about halfway embedded in the shale that surrounds the house) and I see it is still light. For this reason, I for some reason conclude that it's around 5 pm or 6 pm.

I am only a couple, nearly three, hours off.

There's work on the plate for tomorrow, which is good.

Some extra items related to LJ Idol are coming up, too, but I think I have those under control.

I continue to go through boxes of books and wonder if, for example, I really need to hang on to Introductory Quantum Mechanics for the Solid State? There's a part of me that says, "You spent more time with that book than you did with your friends during junior year; you can't just throw it out." Yet there's another part of me that says, "Unlike algebra and differential calculus, quantum theory really has no readily apparent real-life use. Still, the next time you find yourself with a need to jot down the Schrödinger equation for any reason whatsoever, you can look the blessed thing up on Google; throw it out."

I expect variations of this argument to echo around the inside of my mind for a while. Necessity (in the form of physical space) dictates getting rid of the books, but there will be a number of cases where other factors will trump necessity.

Maybe I should open a bookstore?

Cheers...

Comments

[furzicle.livejournal.com]

This sounds exactly like what I am experiencing. On the other hand, our German visitors kept remarking upon the short evenings we have. And here I keep getting confused because,though it seems like 5 pm, it's actually 8!

[daphnis.livejournal.com]

Offer the books to what passes for the Library in your town or the library in the local highschool?? Consider sending a 'missionary barrel' of books to your nearest Native American college/reservation training school??