Buy, Sell, Trade
Sunday, September 19th, 2004 01:39 pmI have here in my bookcase (I'm weeding the bookcase in my office, trying to go from triple shelving to double-shelving and see if some of those badly bowed shelves will, um, straighten up. Or at least not snap. I may snap, mind you, but that's a song for another hour.) --
In any case, in the course of weeding the bookcase in my office, what should I come across (besides the world's longest run of Locus, an Architectural Digest from June 1995, a lovely twisty horn from an exotic deer the type and genus of which I've totally forgotten, five twelve-sided dice (one each in gold, violet, orange, crystal and black) from the era of research for I Dare (See? Writers of Mere Space Opera do so do research.), and a set of pickup sticks from same; an elegant midnight-blue-and-gold ballpoint pen with the legend "Science Fiction and Fantasy Writer" stamped in gold on the barrel; a Absolutely Stupendous rock from Moosehead Lake (Yes, I do remember where I picked up the stupid rock, but not the kind of deer that dropped the horn. Your point?) -- white quartz and granite with significant inclusions of iron. The lake water rusted out the iron and now you can see through the tunnels, deep into the quartz-and-granite, and out the other side. Tres cool. No, really.)
-- but The Test Tubes. Quite a number -- indeed, dozens -- of never-used Pyrex test tubes, in two different sizes: Numbers 800 and 9800. It says here.
We will dance lightly past the question of why I have these test tubes and move right along to the fact that I no longer wish to have them. They're all nicely stickered at $.99 the each, but I cut a deal with the shop owner and only paid $.50 each.
If anyone reading here has a need, or even a yen, for Pyrex test tubes, now's the time to sing out and say so.
In any case, in the course of weeding the bookcase in my office, what should I come across (besides the world's longest run of Locus, an Architectural Digest from June 1995, a lovely twisty horn from an exotic deer the type and genus of which I've totally forgotten, five twelve-sided dice (one each in gold, violet, orange, crystal and black) from the era of research for I Dare (See? Writers of Mere Space Opera do so do research.), and a set of pickup sticks from same; an elegant midnight-blue-and-gold ballpoint pen with the legend "Science Fiction and Fantasy Writer" stamped in gold on the barrel; a Absolutely Stupendous rock from Moosehead Lake (Yes, I do remember where I picked up the stupid rock, but not the kind of deer that dropped the horn. Your point?) -- white quartz and granite with significant inclusions of iron. The lake water rusted out the iron and now you can see through the tunnels, deep into the quartz-and-granite, and out the other side. Tres cool. No, really.)
-- but The Test Tubes. Quite a number -- indeed, dozens -- of never-used Pyrex test tubes, in two different sizes: Numbers 800 and 9800. It says here.
We will dance lightly past the question of why I have these test tubes and move right along to the fact that I no longer wish to have them. They're all nicely stickered at $.99 the each, but I cut a deal with the shop owner and only paid $.50 each.
If anyone reading here has a need, or even a yen, for Pyrex test tubes, now's the time to sing out and say so.
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Date: 2004-09-19 12:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-19 12:19 pm (UTC)Did that. He doesn't want them, either.