Feeling a little and a lot blue recently while thinking of the massive Unhoarding Project 2012, I haven't been too eager at all to look around at stores for any new material acquisitions. Even my old standby places no longer have the allure of days of yore, and I have to think seriously only once whether I am going to pick up something. So, it was a relief that the exhibition catalogue I was definite to buy yesterday turned out to have had inside stamped "reference collection" of a renowned institution- which meant that it was obviously stolen by somebody, and such things do not belong in anyone's collection (especially mine!).
Well, it's a "holiday" weekend, not that it's much of a real holiday and the weekend doesn't matter one bit to me anyway, but the two beers lined up in my refrigerator (probably not enough, I know) and the seemingly endless night ahead seem a bit of a bother. But, really, why should I complain?
Why, just last week, my friend and I were offered a carnation. He declined, having nowhere to pin it, but I with my ever present jacket, accepted, and here it is in its pink splendor. Alas, it blew away as I returned to the hotel. Nothing lasts forever anyway...
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