Last Thursday, January 29, 2004, at 4:30 p.m. Mountain Standard Time, I moved the last stuff from the place we'd been renting into our house.

The place is full of boxes and things, all waiting to be unpacked, put away, and/or set right.

But I have unpacked six or seven boxes of books, some of which I haven't seen for for nearly four YEARS!!! Chaucer! Mark Twain! Milton! Boccaccio! Yeats! and others.

WOOHOO!! CALOO,
CALAY!! He chortles
in his joy!!

Yeah, there's about 3,000 pounds left, but so what?

I hope that everyone sometime feels the joy I feel right now.