Delights

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  • Ice-cold Stolichnaya, served neat in a tall shot glass
  • A rousing game of Scrabble, with dirty words aplenty
  • Savoring a good movie, entirely alone
  • Strong, dark coffee, with a delicate hint of hazelnut
  • Laying on the couch with an electric blanket and a well-loved copy of Solzhenitsyn's Cancer Ward
  • Cold Caramellos (but not Snickers)
  • A Brandy Alexander with hazelnut cream, served in my red martini glass
  • Watching M*A*S*H for hours on end
  • The way my miniature dachshund circles me relentlessly each time I come home
  • Accumulating more and more books
  • Attempting to teach myself a new language and being able to decipher words after a few days
  • Stretching out in bed after a long, hard sleep
  • The hot sauce at Chinese Garden in Duluth
  • The chai tea at India Palace in Duluth
  • Pachelbel's "Canon and gigue for 3 violins and continuo in D major"
  • Singing Rosemary Clooney, belting out "Botch-a-me" at the bathroom mirror
  • Going to the Middle Eastern/Mediterranean grocery with my Dad
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More to be added as soon as they are experienced

The late, the great Rosemary Clooney.

Why do we obsessively buy more and more books, knowing that we'll never possibly read them in our lifetime??! I've amassed bookshelves upon bookshelves of books that I'd LOVE to read and think about them all the time, yet I will probably not even finish half of them before it's time for me to be recycled.

Perhaps it's the thrill of the chase - we prey upon books, dragging them off into our lairs, and revel in our conquest! But the gluttons we are, we never have enough time to sample each morsel in our literary larder... If we read all the books we've accumulated, what will we pursue? More books, yes, but what then?
I have no idea. ;-D