I picked up five weeks of comics tonight: Mara, The Unwritten, Hellboy in Hell, Mud Man, Rachel Rising, B.P.R.D. Hell on Earth, a Lord Baltimore one-shot, Fatale, another Unwritten, Saga, The Massive, B.P.R.D. 1948, and The Walking Dead. A very nice haul.
And I bought the March issue of Outdoor Life because I realized I had no idea how to survive a Grizzly Bear attack. (Don't laugh. It could happen. I was reading about the same subject in the February issue of Backpacker.) (Having just read about it in one magazine, you would think I wouldn't need to read about it again but I can never remember what they tell you to do in these situations. I should probably carry my folder of clippings with me at all times.) And the March/April issue of Sports Afield because - well, for no good reason, really. It just has a lot of stories about hunting in Africa. Which has absolutely no relevance to my life (except in terms of interior decorating) but is fascinating nonetheless.
And I bought a paperback copy of Waiting for Sunrise by William Boyd because I was just in a mood to buy a book and I do not own it. I started reading a library copy last year but couldn't get into it. But when I saw it today, I just had to have it.
Earlier in the day I got the new London Review of Books. And my copy of the New Scientist was in the mailbox when I got home.
Before I left for the day we got four boxes of wall-hangings and decorations we ordered. So even though I have all this cool stuff to read I won't be able to read anything tonight as I will be trying to hang decorations (and thinking about hunting).