Yesterday, L and I went out for lunch and then to the mall to buy him work shirts (I bought a new jacket, which I'll show at some point). I couldn't resist wearing my new "Le Chat Noir" t-shirt that I bought in Paris - it's the only really touristy thing that I got. It reminds me of Othello.
Edit: This jacket is one of my consignment finds - it was a spring '06 item from the Gap. I've worn it once here. It's turquoise corduroy.
I got the sandals for $20 at Shoe Warehouse on Saturday. Last year, when I was in the midst of my year-long "no new clothes or shoes", I had an awful time finding sandals and summer casual shoes. These should last the summer.
I got the orange scarf in my hair a few months ago and just haven't worn it. It helps keep my hair down when we have the top down on the Miata.
As promised, here's my new bag by Ollie & Nic:
It's a very soft fake leather, with a big centre pocket and front and back zip sections:
My odds & sods bag in there. I love the soft flannel fabric on the inside.
Inside the back zip:
Inside the back zip:
I finished two books while on holiday! Hurray for reading time!
Book 1: "Diary" by Chuck Palahniuk
Blurb: My second favourite Palahniuk book, after "Invisible Monsters". I have only read 4 of his books ("Fight Club" and "Snuff" being the others), and have about 3 others in my stack of books to be read. I enjoy his writing style - it's very staccato, with choppy sentences and odd points of view, but they work for me.
I really liked the plot of this one: a trailer trash girl who's always dreamed of specific locales becomes an artist who paints them...and falls in love with a man who comes from that place. What happens from there is weird and strange and creepy (almost in a "Stepford Wives" kind of way), and Palahniuk builds the suspense right up to the end. Vivid imagery and characters.
Blurb: I'm a big fan of Ray Bradbury and Robert A. Heinlein, both contemporaries of Poul Anderson's. I own 24 of Bradbury's books and 23 of Heinlein's, so I was hoping for more of the same from Anderson. Maybe this was not the best book for dipping my toes into his literary waters - but I'll probably read a couple more of his before I write him off completely.
This book is actually a compilation of five of his "Time Patrol" stories, in which agents travel back and forth in time, working to keep events on track. Naturally, things get mucked up frequently and have to be fixed. The main character is Mason Everard, sort of a stoic Han Solo type of man, very much in the 1950s/1960s model of "how a man should be". The stories were interesting, giving a lot of historical background on the events they were based around (I skimmed some of it, not being especially interested in Persian kings c. 546 AD.
Anyway, I'll read a couple of Anderson's other books (we have a few that we picked up second hand some months back) and see if I want to continue reading him.