Books everywhere

I just got a shipment of seven boxes of many, many things from a family estate, along with some random stuff that my parents still had. I'm amused to see that I can still take a "magic snake" from the straight form to the ball form in well under 20 seconds with pure muscle memory, despite not having touched one in more than ten years.

The best thing in the shipment is an old Monroe mechanical calculatore that belonged to my grandfather, which is now on prominant display in my living room. The next best thing are piles and piles of books; most of them just complete a collection of every Louis L'Amour novel in paperback, books that I used to read but haven't for some time and may or may not again, but there are lots of other fascinating things in there to sort through.

Of course, this means that my apartment currently looks like a mess, with packing material and empty boxes everywhere. I also have kitchen stuff stacked all over the kitchen, most of which really should be washed. It's a little intimidating. We'll see how much of this I can get cleaned up this week, and then the rest will require some concentrated time this coming weekend.

But now, bed, since I have to get up at 6am to do a DNS upgrade.