Seattleites are getting ready to retreat to the dry environs within their walls in advance of the coming rains. They were buying books at the twice yearly book sale at Magnuson Park this weekend, put on by The Friends of The Seattle Public Library. I got three of the cat books by Cleveland Amory. The first two were about the cat. I know this because I read them years ago. Those I gave to Lee. The third, I just found out, is about Amory himself. Pity, I like it when he writes about his cat. The other books I got are metaphysical (as usual) in nature. I've started Marianne Williamson's candid "A Return to Love: Reflections on the Principles of 'A Course in Miracles'". It brings me way back to when I used to live in 'Hamp. I read "The Course" when I lived there. I certainly hope there has been some progression since that time. It seems like a world ago. I picked up a book by Sayana Roman and another about Edgar Cayce, both dealing with the subject of communication.

I thought this fall would be my time of preparing for a marathon, but perhaps my course of study was brought home by me in the saddlebag of my motorcycle yesterday. I couldn't run today because the pain in my right knee has shifted to the right outside area of that joint, the lateral tendons of the muscles of the femur and maybe the lower leg. I don't feel like looking them up in my anatomy & physiology textbook. That also reminds me that I'm not in school this quarter. I seem to be playing this blind.

I had intended to quickly write a little bit about the booksale and then go into the Seth quotes about The Individual and the Nature of Mass Events. I ran out of time so now I need some sleep. Y'all have a great week.