I am boxing up all my books and DVDs into two piles, sell and keep. The sell pile is 5 times the size of the other. I am moving out, and I don't want anything weighing me down! What if I want to get a job on an ocean liner? Or bare knuckle boxing in Hong Kong? Will my apartment really need all three Ocean's Eleven moves? Will I really
need two versions of Sleepaway Camp? I suspect not. Things I am keeping: Old peanuts collections, which have the best names ever. "Don't hassle me with your sighs, Chuck." and "Duck! Here comes another day." and "Kiss her, you blockhead." Charles Schulz taught
people how to live.
I went to the Glasgow School of Art
this week, and bought the world's cutest thing. It's called a 'tinyment' (aaaaah!) and you can look at mine here
. They're made by a company called Finch & Fouracre
, who make loads of other great models and things. Truth be told, I've got a pretty major crush on architectural models, and it's exciting to find these buildable-by-rank-amateurs versions!