n. infantile pattern of suckle-swallow movement in which the tongue is placed between incisor teeth or between alveolar ridges during initial stage of swallowing (if persistent can lead to various dental abnormalities) v. [content removed due to Bush campaign to clean up the internet] n. act of nyah-nyah v. pursuing with relentless abandon the need to masticate and thrust the world into every bodily incarnation in order to transform it, via the act of salivation, into nutritive agency

Sunday, April 03, 2011

REI garage sale

what mayhem.

Aside from getting a nice packable sleeping bag, hiking poles, cheap pants, EC sighting, SP hangout, and claustrophobia from the 200+ people I shared the store with, I glanced over while in the very very long checkout line and saw this under the men's ski-pants:

reading
(the shot I took was fuzzy so I photobuzzed it)

Not only did this warm my freezing heart, but it reminded me of every outing I was dragged along to as a kid. It's been a long time since I've seen another such dedicated pard'ner.
Posted by: bezdomnik / 12:32 AM
Comments:
as an only child, i was a frequent 'under the thinger and reading/imagining child.' I have quite a number (or maybe just one that feels like a lot) of memories of my parents' feet at restaurants. And the magic spot in the center of a circular clothes rack...oh man what a fortress.
# posted by Blogger cc : 6:21 AM
 
Oh, I had forgotten about the circular clothes rack fortresses!!

The funny thing is, I shared the picture with a couple of other friends and our reactions were all the same: to discuss where our favorite places to read had been, how we escaped adult functions via secret reading nooks, and how we had got into trouble from reading too much.

My favorite spot was under the deck on my parents' sailboat, tucked at the bottom of a sleeping bunk with a flashlight... though I always felt seasick when I came out.
# posted by Blogger bezdomnik : 11:37 AM
 
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