Sneezes and wheezes

I've got a cold. Today is my bundle up in bed with a good book day. And a lot of hankies and drugs and stuff. I'll be steadily improving for the next few days, but today is the low point.

Well, it looks like the job in the sex shop didn't work out. I've sent off an email enquiring about something not quite as bizarre and we'll see how that goes.

It's a lovely day outside, and I've still got a couple of streets to do on my weekend run. Maybe 25 houses. I pick up the leaflets for the weekend on Thursday nights now, so I get them done on Friday if I'm keen, Saturday if I'm slack. A bit of both on Friday.

Hit the slow cooker on Friday, because I knew I'd be busy. Dump a frozen chicken in in the morning, cover it with a bottle of marinade, switch it on, and by dinner time it's lovely and yummy.

Sauteed some spuds with garlic and onions, and cooked four mushrooms for Kerri and I as a side dish with parsley and butter. Carrots and peas for veg. I'm no great cook, but I do OK.

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I'm slowly working my way through the backlog of books I'm putting up for sale. I've got hundreds, if not thousands, the fruits of several Lifeline bookfairs. Some time back I picked up a set of reprints of Traveller (the classic SF role-playing game) for $3 each. These are the old books and supplements from the 1970s system originally published by Game Designers workshop. I spent the odd hour as a uni student playing space warfare/trading games from the Traveller universe.

I've just checked the prices on ABEbooks. These are now going for between $40 and $70 each! In US dollars! Score!

Well, I guess I've got to find buyers for them, but I'm happy to wait a bit.