stephbg | Getting closer

Having established that I was suffering from no complications, Husband betook himself to Planet Everything this afternoon for some recreational obscure film hunting. I've not often outsourced my bookshopping, but I asked him to keep an eye out for the missing Slonczewskis. I am now the proud owner of a much thumbed--albeit theoretically new-- copy of A Door Into Ocean.

For himself he was very excited to bring home the Howard Hughes expensive folly Hell's Angels. It's been running for quite a while but we're still in the incomprehensible talkie romance bit filled with skanky women.

Aerial dogfights to follow.