This is not the first time my wahooing has been delayed, but this time it's partly Carl's fault, as Carl has a contest going and it involves visiting a heck of a lot of blogs, but it's worth it because . . . I want an alien poppet!!!! Actually, I've been having a lot of fun visiting new blogs and reading about spooky books (some of which I've never heard of), so Wahoo! for Carl's cool list of participants in the RIP II (that's Readers Imbibing Peril, for the uninitiated). You may consider Carl a bonus wahoo.
Other wahoos for Thursday, September 27 in the Year of our Lord 2007 (formerly Anno Domini, now known as the Common Era - is that weird to anyone else?):
1. Oh, no, not again. Another stinkin' butterfly? Well, yeah. Busy as I was (too busy to wahoo, obviously), yesterday was just the coolest day. I spotted and photographed three new butterflies for my photographic collection. This whole past week has been a great butterfly-spotting week. One white, lacy butterfly has so far defied identification. The butterfly below, however new to me, is known as a common sulphur. He's a very flitty type. Anyone who watches butterflies at length will quickly discover that some types are prone to opening their wings and politely posing, some seldom sit still at all, some keep their wings firmly slammed shut when they're not flying. This guy was the firmly-slammed type, so I had to capture him as he was moving between flowers. I think I did okay, considering the movement and the need to manually focus.
2. Wahoo for new books!! Always very wahooey, of course. I'm going to skip photographing my new acquisitions because:
a) I can't find the cover to the one I most recently had in my hands (see cardinal's comment about turning red, at top of post),
b) I didn't take a single photo today, not one. I hate creating small files and then having to delete them, so forget that, and
c) Fill in third reason if you can; I can't seem to come up three. Two seems somehow lacking.
Here's what I've recently acquired:
October by Richard B. Wright - gigantic, huggy thanks to Lotus, from whom I won this book
The Pursuit of Love in & Love in a Cold Climate by Nancy Mitford (PBS book - ugly and beat up, but I just want to read it so I'm not going to fret too much about the person who ignored my requested conditions . . . no, not me)
The Collection by Gioia Diliberto (ARC from Simon & Schuster)
3. Wahoo! for the fact that I've sent out more books than I've acquired, this week. That's very, very good news. My mother would be happy because she thinks I am completely insane for having such a walloping huge personal library. Speaking of whom . . .
4. I'm very pleased that my mother can't be bothered to read my blog because I'm pretty sure I'd never hear the end of what all is totally wrong with my life if she dropped by regularly. So, wahoo! for a techno-challenged mother.
5. Wahoo! for this nifty sight:
6. Wahoo! for cheap laminating machines. I'm going through one of my bookmark-making phases because I've gotten some nice, colorful, bookmark-appropriate (aka "easy to crop into bookmark shape") photographs, lately. It's just so darn fun.
When I'm not sitting at the computer, I think of all sorts of wonderful anecdotes that I want to share, but this is one of those weeks that they're just going whoop! out the brain, the moment I plunk into my little black chair, here. I stick to this chair, by the way. Either the chair really needs a cover or we seriously need to move into long-pants weather before I become peevish about that rip noise that involves my thighs and vinyl. Yeeow. Anyway, I'll try to at least scratch those anecdotes down when they come to mind. I'm also having an Attention Deficit Reading Week - one of those weeks that I can't seem to settle on one book and finish it so I wouldn't anticipate any reviews showing up right away.
Currently reading and putting down and picking up and putting down and reading a bit and flipping and sighing and checking the number of remaining pages and reading a bit more:
The Poseidon Adventure by Paul Gallico
The Collection by Gioia Diliberto
Haunted Castles of the World by Charles Coulombe, allegedly (haven't picked this one up in about a week, but it's still next to the bed and I swear I'm going to finish it)
The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami (the spaghetti and phone call scene is just a hoot)
50 Million Blog Entries for the RIP by a squillion authors
Wishing you a thrilling day, wherever you are.