Really not much point

I'm not sure why I'm passing along this TV meme, since nearly everyone who might click the link to look is too busy to do so, and most of my favorite shows are kind of obscure. I guess because it was fun to think about favorite characters. Anyway, here's the TV Show Meme:

1. Post a list of 10 TV shows you watch (current or not).
2. Have your friends list guess your favourite CHARACTER from each show.
3. When guessed, tell us why you like that character.

( my shows )

Book buying and the arrival of the piano

The Book Mark, downtown Eugene's main independent bookstore, where my mom worked for quite some time, is going out of business so the owners can retire. At present, everything is 20% off, and at some point in the next eight weeks, I figure the discounts will increase. I was remarkably restrained, I thought, purchasing only four books I already intended to buy, a $3 calendar with pretty pictures of Ireland, an interesting looking children's novel about dragon-taming for when D. is older, a reader's copy of a recent Louise Erdrich novel for $1.50, and a magazine called Philosophy Now! that has a cover drawing of Immanuel Kant flying through the sky in Superman garb and includes an article with the improbable title, "Dracula Meets Aristotle (But not vice versa)." I had to pass up two intriguing hardcover books that I can't yet afford: The Earth Path by Starhawk, and The Pagan Christ by Tom Harpur; the latter is an attempt to revive liberal Christianity by showing the origins in ancient Near Eastern religions of the supernatural parts of the Jesus story (virgin birth, resurrection, etc.).

I got home to find a letter from my sister informing me that she was having my piano put into storage today (ack!), and with much scrambling managed to talk the moving company into bringing it here directly instead of hauling it to Redmond and back and then storing it (their original plan). So it's here, dusty and looking its age. (I'd forgotten that my sister's friend had stolen the bench.) It's a Chickering mahogany upright, built between 1901 and 1905 (per the serial number), which would match my grandma's story that it had been shipped 'round the Horn before the Panama Canal.