Thursday, August 11, 2011


The last time I went to Oxford, I ended up a statue in a niche:

Who knows what might happen this weekend?

I might meet a tardy white rabbit and fall down the rabbit hole...

I might get swept up in the fortunes (and misfortunes) of a charismatic young aristocrat...

Or I might be set upon by a diminutive race...

The possibilities, literary or otherwise, are endless!  And at the very least I'll have some good books to keep me company on the bus ride up and back this weekend.

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