Off for an (early) B-day dinner for SK last night with me and the Elder Brother: sushi at Joshu-ya although, to our disappointment, the "boats" at the counter were out of order. SK and I have decided that sushi-boat counters are the ideal way to expand our sushi experience without having to make advance decisions. We had to pass by Moe's books on the way back to the garage ... gosh darn! Picked up a large (but cheap) exhibition catalog on late 16th c. Prague and the Emperor Rudolf II that includes about two dozen surviving garments. The focus of the book isn't my thing at all, but I should be able to fob it off on someone else for cost after the stuff I'm interested in gets scanned.
I also spotted a copy of Edward Jones' "Musical and Poetic Relicks [sic] of the Welsh Bards" in the window of the antiquarian section -- closed, alas. So I plan to pop up there on my lunch hour to check it out and see what the damage would be. It isn't quite a "whatever the cost" item but I'd be willing to drop quite a bit for it. This is one of the earliest collections of Welsh traditional music, published originally in 1794 although from the binding this looks like a 19th century reprint. In the late 18th/early 19th century there was a major flourishing of interest in "antiquities" in Wales -- the time of Lady Llanover, the founding of the Cymrodorion Society, and Iolo Morgannwg. Some day it would be fun to hold a historic event based somewhere in that era for "Welsh gentry exploring their ancient roots".
(after lunch and the bookstore)
Well, the good news is that it's not only "Relicks" but the volume includes Jones's "The Bardic Museum" as well (stuff on poetry, no additional music). The bad news is that while the binding may be 19th century, the contents are the original 1794 edition. Why is this bad? Because it's priced accordingly and I really have no business buying a $780 book. So I didn't. But I fondled it for about ten minutes. Actually, it's good that the price is completely ridiculous and not merely outrageous or I'd be tempted. Sigh.
Progress on the Big M. The mortgage rep has finished gathering my information and is working on figuring out what sort of loan they'd be willing to set me up on. I had to remind her that the price I'd mentioned to her was only a ballpark for starting purposes and that we hadn't actually come up with a real price for the place yet. She perked up after that since she'd concluded that I really had no business affording a half million dollar house. (Which is true.)
I also spotted a copy of Edward Jones' "Musical and Poetic Relicks [sic] of the Welsh Bards" in the window of the antiquarian section -- closed, alas. So I plan to pop up there on my lunch hour to check it out and see what the damage would be. It isn't quite a "whatever the cost" item but I'd be willing to drop quite a bit for it. This is one of the earliest collections of Welsh traditional music, published originally in 1794 although from the binding this looks like a 19th century reprint. In the late 18th/early 19th century there was a major flourishing of interest in "antiquities" in Wales -- the time of Lady Llanover, the founding of the Cymrodorion Society, and Iolo Morgannwg. Some day it would be fun to hold a historic event based somewhere in that era for "Welsh gentry exploring their ancient roots".
(after lunch and the bookstore)
Well, the good news is that it's not only "Relicks" but the volume includes Jones's "The Bardic Museum" as well (stuff on poetry, no additional music). The bad news is that while the binding may be 19th century, the contents are the original 1794 edition. Why is this bad? Because it's priced accordingly and I really have no business buying a $780 book. So I didn't. But I fondled it for about ten minutes. Actually, it's good that the price is completely ridiculous and not merely outrageous or I'd be tempted. Sigh.
Progress on the Big M. The mortgage rep has finished gathering my information and is working on figuring out what sort of loan they'd be willing to set me up on. I had to remind her that the price I'd mentioned to her was only a ballpark for starting purposes and that we hadn't actually come up with a real price for the place yet. She perked up after that since she'd concluded that I really had no business affording a half million dollar house. (Which is true.)