delights

There are a lot of things that delight me. I am delighted much of the time. While lots of people blog about things that dismay them (and many of those things also dismay me), I thought I would enjoy noting down some of the things that delight me.

bliss overload - the library's Big Book Sale

Last weekend was was one of my personal holidays - the annual Big Book Sale put on by the Friends of the San Francisco Public Library.

I like to go on the final Sunday, which is dollar day - every book is a buck.

Past years, I've sometimes hovered around the $200 mark, which is a lot of books if you live in an already-book-filled apartment.

Back in Time to the Hungry i

I had a chance to visit the Hungry i exhibit at the San Francisco Performing Arts Library and Museum recently. I really like the PALM - I saw "Kronos at 30" and "Maestro!," and I really wanted to see "In Character - Actors Acting." It's one of those terrific, almost hidden treasures you find in great cities like San Francisco.

The audio and video stations had some real finds - terrific songs, many by artists I'd never heard of, like Stan Wilson.

Stardust at the Sundance Kabuki

I stopped going to the movies a few years ago. Sure, I made exceptions for the Lord of the Rings movies, but for everything else, I've had no problem waiting for things to come out on DVD.

Going to the movies had become unfun.

The commercials were the worst - up until the phenomenally annoying MPAA propaganda bits; between those and the ads, I spent the first half of every movie in a state of profound annoyance. Mix in the cell phones ringing, the rude people talking throughout the film, and the prices, and I found the whole thing unpleasant.

evening ritual: poetry and prose

I've developed a lovely evening ritual.

Before falling asleep, I read

  • a Billy Collins poem (I'm reading through my six Billy Collins books, in order)
  • another poem or two (currently from the Garrison Keillor Good Poems anthology; I'm not a huge Keillor fan, but I like this collection)
  • a short piece of prose (right now, that's a chapter from The Flight of the Iguana, which I am really enjoying)

Garage Sale Books

Happened by a garage sale today given by a young woman with some tastes fairly similar to mine, apparently. I picked up Rousseau's Confessions, On Liberty by John Stuart Mill, An Inquiry into Meaning and Truth by Bertrand Russell, and Composicion - Proceso y síntesis, textbook and workbook, all for $2.50.

weather love

A lot of folks I know have been unhappy about the grey skies and rain here lately, but I love it. It's reassuring to get some water, for one thing (California is a drought state, after all), but besides that, we've gotten some really beautiful indigo skyscapes, big dark deep deep blue clouds covering the whole sky, with just the occasional ragged gap to let a planet shine through ... or the moon.

The other night, driving back from dinner, hail started pummelling the car. It was wonderful. I love the sound of rain (or hail) pounding on the windshield and the roof.

Milan Streetcar

The other night I was waiting to catch a bus on Market Street. As the bus pulled up, a boxy orange streetcar pulled up behind it.

I love the San Francisco streetcars. I take them every chance I get - but I'd never been on one of the orange Milan streetcars before.

Wooden benches! Beautiful lacquered wood, wood trim between the windows ...

Instructions in Italian on plaques affixes to the walls ...

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