I went to church today. They had a little barbecue afterwards, and for the kids, games with a kind of fun water theme, eg. water balloons, passing wet sponges etc. I hung around and chitchatted, and made a connection: I ended up being introduced to someone in a music ministry and the suggestion was thrown out that I could be a substitute organist, which is fine by me, I'd like to be involved, but not THAT involved.Then I walked to the drugstore, but got some money from the ATM before that. That was an adventure, the door that you unlock with your card, well the unlocking mechanism jammed, ie one of the doors was pushed too far inward, and the latch got stuck. I thought they were going to have to call the bank security or the fire dept to get me out. But some fellows who wanted to use the ATM finally unjammed it.The drugstore was rather uneventful in comparison. I walked back; when I had a car, I drove. Sometimes now I cycle the distance; it's 2km. However today, I walked. There are all these little stores inbetween the drugstore and my house. It's the little main street of that part of town. (I live in a sprawling suburb) I discovered a bookstore. I found a copy of Ulysses that was older than my mom. I passed on it, I wanted one I could bash around and lose on the GO train. It was an antique. So I got a couple of Gabriel Garcia Marquez books, that author's name has been dropped in at least one Moxy Fruvous song, so I thought I'd be all cultured & find out what the fuss was about. I also got Erica Jong's Fear of Flying... just on instinct. I don't know where I heard of it. I don't know where I heard of a lot of things. Some I do; that, I don't.
Post je objavljen 24.07.2009. u 01:21 sati.