I must now read the Oz books.

I just learned today that my all-time-favorite, most wanted, most mysteriously unavailable, book from childhood is going to be reprinted this year!!

This turn of events is so important to me that I am actually going to call the rumored publisher tomorrow to confirm.

Sinbad and Me by Kin Platt.

Seriously, a HUGE check off the 'my life is now complete' list.

I have not read the Oz books, but will check my library soon.

I got to see K-Bug's apartment. It is cute. They have a HUGE walk in closet, pantry, and bathtub. I'm quite jealous of those. Funiture wise, they have a couch, a bed, a small bureau, and a tv. I took her to Target and bought a front door mat, a pot holder, and some kitchen towels.

And also included the continuation of the series by someone not Baum (I presume after he died). I don't rec the not Baum ones.

They were continued by a woman named Ruth Plumly Thompson for many years, and then after she died the incredible illustrator John R. Neill wrote a batch.

The Wizard of Oz was illustrated by W.W.. Denslow. And he had a sort of round cartoony style. Dorothy comforting the Cowardly Lion.

The succeeding volumes were illustrated by Neill who had a fantastically ornate Art Nouveau style. Dorothy and Ozma kissing by Neill. Nothing slashy here!

If you want to read just one Oz book that isn't The Wizard of Oz, I'd recommend The Patchwork Girl of Oz (which has the quite funny glass cat in it, and The Woozy), The Marvelous Land of Oz (the second book in the series. Mostly new characters), or Glinda that JZ recommends. Also The Sea Fairies and Sky Island though both of those have darker/stranger material.

Sinbad and Me by Kin Platt.

I ADORE THAT BOOK! It got me into architecture!

I ADORE THAT BOOK!

Me too! Did you know there were two sequels which have never been reprinted and are extremely difficult to find?

The Patchwork Girl also has the two rival groups of mountain-dwellers (actually inside a mountain, not on top) who live in two equally but oppositely gorgeous cities powered by radium.

Okay, nurse has been and gone, and her woo is crazier than I've seen in...maybe ever, off the internet?

She's working with a group of people right now to change medicine. Which, you know, if she were on a committee to resolve insurance issues, I'd give her a standing O. But she really literally means Change Medicine. They're going to alter the fabric of the universe so that medicine works differently, if I'm tracking her correctly...anyway, before the year is out, people will be treated with light and sound (because we are all God and God created light and sound first, ergo quod erat demonstrandum flobotinum). That's just the tip of the iceberg of crazy floating around in her sea of delusion--I think my brain is trying to protect me by throwing out at much of it as possible as soon as possible. Let's just say I'm pointedly napping at every point where I can remotely get away with closing my eyes. I don't know how else to fend off the lunacy.

The illustrations are definitely the most memorable part of the Oz books for me, and that might be easier because I've never seen the movie, so those are my only real images of the story. Also, it is such a wondrous universe, and the artists just went nuts.

I think those might have been some of the books I used to steal from...from anywhere. Either the houses of friends of my parents or libraries--I wasn't a discriminating criminal. But they definitely are stirring up larcenous memories.

woo

Wow. You do have to love that this is the woman entrusted with administering IV pain meds, though.

Did you know music can be addictive? In that it triggers some of the same pleasure centers as some drugs do (I can't remember the specifics).

I would love to see the studies on this if you can figure out where they came from, tommy.

The "where do people find music now" question is a really fascinating one to me, since so many of my friends' livelihoods depends on the answer.

The fraud stuff is so upsetting in general. Mine were really obvious stuff, like, say, porn on the business account. I'm pretty sure there isn't a budget line in my ministry account for porn. But seriously, people, six hundred bucks worth of porn is a lot of porn!

The knitpicks thing was really horrible, and they never did email me to say my account was in danger. The next thing I ever heard from them was an ad. Yeah, fuck you, knitpicks.

I got the money all back in the bank, but the first card was replaced within three days. The second card was wrongly manufactured on the 22nd, but they never told me, and they charged me for the fedex fee to get it to me faster. So I sat at home, missing a week's worth of work, waiting for something that wasn't even en route to me. I should have insisted on getting the tracking number right away.

So I still don't have it.

Anyway.

I can't believe your nurse "forgot," ita. Hope you're getting your care now.

(eta: Wow, that's a lot of woo. But yay meds.)