Present!

Okay... not exactly a present... but when I got back this afternoon, I went to check my mail and discovered that the books I'd ordered from Amazon (Lewis Turco's The Book of Forms and John Hollander's Rhyme's Reason) had come in and were waiting for me.

Oh, come on, I can't be the only one who feels special when a package arrives. It's so much fun to trade in the little package slip they leave in my mailbox and exchange it for a cardboard box that i can slice open and empty out... sort of like disembowling fresh kill... Except books are less disgusting than guts. Much less.