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Book related decision

Rare_booksI had some time between when the movie started (more on that later) and when I got off work, so I did what any sane person would do. I went to the bookstore.  As I was browsing the offerings it suddenly dawned on me.  My purpose in life was clear.  I knew what I  had to do from that day hence.

I'm a book collector.

Sure, I have a bunch of books (about 350 at last count, which isn't that many really), but I never had a purpose for having them, other than enjoyment.  That's not to say that enjoyment isn't a valid reason to have books, in fact it is the only reason that I am now going to be collecting books.  I suppose the added ingredient that I discovered last night wasn't the passion for books, but rather a focus for my collection.

What is my focus?  Well, firstly I want to collect first editions of authors that I enjoy, that's a given.  The secondary purpose is to collect first editions of all Hugo award nominated novels, and that is what I am most excited about.  I think that the winners will, of course, cost the most to collect but the other nominees (i.e. the losers) shouldn't be too pricey.

I started my collection last night by purchasing Iron Council (which I thought I had, but I didn't) and Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell (which I have read but I didn't own).  I also started my 'authors collection' cycle by purchasing Mary Doria Russell's A Thread of Grace. Now, if you haven't read The Sparrow you need to stop whatever it is you're doing and go read it.  NOW.  Trust me, it is one of the best written science fiction books I have ever read, in fact even if you don't like SciFi you'll like this book.  Though it does contain a dash of alien sodomy, but really what good book doesn't?

I can't imagine the Google searchs that are going to find this post now.

There are some ground rules for my new hobby:

  • I want first editions
  • I only care about US editions
  • I don't have lots of money

I think I can build a very respectable collection in short order, though.  If anyone has some favorite book dealers in Philly let me know and I'll look them up.  If I am going to be a collector I would rather deal with independent bookstores, and sellers, than the big companies because after awhile they will get to know my interests and they can help to shape me into a better collector.

A momentous evening

Last night was quite eventful, and as such I wanted to blog about it as soon as I got home.  However, when I got home I found that my high speed Internet provider (I'm looking at you Comcast) was on the blink (I wonder if it was a DNS issue again) so I couldn't post a damned thing.

So, I am going to post 3 posts right now about last night.  Freaky, huh?

48 Hour Film Project

Tonight I will be going to my second film of the Philadelphia Film Festival, the 7:15pm showing of 48 Hour Film Project (assuming they have tickets when I get there. If they don't I will just go home).

Why am I going to this, you might ask. Well, mostly to see Proposition 27, since I know the dude who wrote it.

If you see me there, say hello! I look like this:

Frenchy Scott

Facial hair thanks to FOB (Friend of Blankbaby) Patricia Storms, who can be caught blogging at BookLust and Drawn!

Rittenhouse Square Reviewed

My only sojourn to the Philadelphia Film Festival (so far) has been to see Rittenhouse Square with Becky, of Good Grief! fame. We were supposed to meet at 3:30, so I thought I would sneak over to Barnes and Noble and try to buy a book that I would like (the Pocket Ref, if you must know).

With iPod in ear, and a song in  my heart, I made my way purposefully though Rittenhouse Square (the park, not the movie).  As I was striding like a conquer who did I spy but none other than Becky!  She had thought that she forgot to correct for day light saving time, so she was early and figured why not hang out and enjoy the weather.

Now, once I made a plan I like to stick to it, and I get thrown if I can't.  So I suggested to Becky that I would run to Barnes and Noble while she continued to enjoy the park.  She readily agreed since she was talking to some dude (no doubt more interesting than I), so off I went.

Sadly, they didn't have the book that I wanted and that put me in an odd mood for some reason.  I made my way back to Becky and then we went to get some ice cream.  My conversation skills may have suffered a bit since I was still thinking about the fact that I didn't get that darned book.

The ice cream was good, as was the company and a good time was had by me (at least).

After the ice cream we had a little while before the movie started, so Becky went to Tower Record and I popped into Borders to be disappointed yet again.  Back to Tower to meet up with Becky, and she has decided to get some CD's.  So while we  were browsing near the line an older woman says to me, 'Excuse me, do you work here?'  I said, 'No, I'm just hip.'  To which she responded, 'Oh, well you looked very impressive.'  Which I will take as a compliment.

With CD's in Becky's hand we shuffled off to the movie.

So how was Rittenhouse Square you ask?

It started late, which annoyed me.  First some dude in charge of the festival had to talk and then some lady from the PA Film Commission told us all about the 20% tax break film crews are getting for filming in PA.  And then they played us some PA propaganda, at which point I leaned over to Becky and said, 'Don't they know we already live here?"

And then the Governor showed up to give an award to the producer (Max Raabe) of the film.  And Mr. Maaxe SLOOOOOOWLY made his way to the podium and SLOOOOOOOWLY said thanks.

Finally the movie started, and I liked it enormously.  It really wasn't about Rittenhouse Square, but rather the people that use it (with a particular focus on one little girl for some reason).  I recommend the film, and if it comes out on DVD I think I will buy it.

City Hall Tour

City Hall.  Happy now, Becky?During my time off I decided it would be fun to play tourist in the City of Brotherly Love, so I headed over to City Hall (my favorite building in the world I do believe) and I took the free tour (offered every day at 12:30. And if you want to go, let me know and I'll join you).

I just posted some pictures from my time at City Hall (the tour lasted about 2 hours), and it was a great two hours. I won't bore you with facts about City Hall (and I could), but check out the pics.

The Beard is Back!

Thanks to all who chimed in on the survey (my mother went the extra mile and told me she liked me clean shaven over the phone, though I knew that already).

The majority of Blankbaby readers, known world wide for their stylish flair and worldy airs, have voted for the bearded Scott and I have to agree.

The beard works on me (I think) and so I am, as of yesterday, growing it back in. I thought about taking a picture of the progress everyday, we'll see if I do it.

I'm no longer the most pathetic blogger on the 'net

OK, so I don't think I'm that pathetic, this dude has that on lock down. However, if it works you may see my lovely face on a billboard soon (ok, you won't ever see my face on a billboard unless it is advertising a special issue of a magazine profiling the sexiest bachelors in PA).

However, here's a tip from your Uncle Scott, the ladies don't want to date a guy who refers to himself as a 'dud.' Am I right people?


UPDATE: OK, with the most recent post on his website I'm assuming (and hoping) that this is all a joke.

Another Beautiful Day in Philadelphia

And I'm sitting under a blanket on my couch watching TV. What is wrong with me, you ask?

I don't know, but thanks for making me feel like a freak. Sheesh, some people.

Anyway, I plan to finish watching what I'm watching and then shower and head out to Rittenhouse Square to read for a little bit.

When I get back I plan to blog like a mad man. You can look forward to a movie review (or 3), pictures from City Hall and the Masonic Temple, and a post about my luck with the ladies (oh, the excitement!).

My Second Phillies Game

As some of you know I went to the Home Opener of the Phillies ysterday, and I had a hoot.

I went with my friend Scott, his brother G.C., and Becky, of Good Greif! fame, who is a big Phillies fan (or is it phan?).

Of course I took pictures, and I had lots of fun. Though there were some tense moments.

For example, I shared with Becky a very personal and long held dream of mine to become an announcer at a ball park (or stadium of some kind) and she said to me, 'I don't know. I think your voice is too.... nasally for that.' WTF, as Becky would say.

Sheesh, you invite someone to a ball game and they insult you.

Though she did redeem herself by turning to me, out of the blue, and saying, "The one good thing about the Pope dying..." which is a great way to begin any sentence.

Though a word of advice to Becky, if I danced like you I wouldn't do it in public.

A public apology

yatesy from Made of Bees was nice enough to invite me to see the band that she manages play a 'gig' this past Saturday. I accepted, and then flaked out, as can be read here.

I'm sorry, but I do have some excuses:

  • It was raining very hard, and I'm so sweet I was afraid I would melt
  • I just moved, and I was wrapped up in unpacking
  • The world was in peril and I had to heed the call of duty

Only one of those excuses is true, and I'll leave it up to you to decide which one, however, none of them change the fact that I'm sorry I didn't show up.

TMBG Shows This Summer...

tmbg.jpgThat I may go to are as follows:

6/11/05 NYC, NY South Street Sea Port [family show]

7/23/05 Philly, PA Penn's Landing

I will definitely be going to the Philly show (and if anyone wants to join me, I extend to you an invitation). I might go to the NYC show, though I haven't made up my mind on that one.

Check em out for a show near you.

Blankbaby No More

This decision wasn't easy for me.

Blankbaby has really blossomed since I started it.  In that blossoming it has turned into something that I never intended.  I'm not sure how to categorize what it has become, but it is something I never wanted to write.

I fear that I am being too open with my feelings.  Its just too much for me to handle.

So, in short, this will be the last post I will be making on Blankbaby.

As you were.