This is how random works.

Weird stuff pops in my head all the time. Like today, while I was working I started thinking about Whirling Dervishes and couldn't remember the book that I was associating with this. So I googled it and the interwebs helped me remember it was Mrs. Pollifax and the Whirling Dervish which takes place in Morocco. And then I remembered that I was actually remembering another book I read around that time based on a girl in Egypt in Colonial times (ah, me as an 11 year old). And then I couldn't remember what book it was but it's not driving me crazy I'm just curious but pretty sure I won't remember it.

There is however a book that I want to remember but can't for the life of me, and with the number of books there are in the world I probably won't ever find it. It was an awesome book of poetry I found in a bookstore when I used to live in Oregon but decided not to buy it (I may not have had the money at the time) and the way it flowed was genius. But who knows if I wasn't just in one of my weird arty moods and later possibly looked at it wondering "what was I thinking?" and "this book, really?". But now? Now it's just going to be the one that got away (horrible pun intended).

Boutros Boutros-Ghali. (But maybe that goes along with the Egypt theme subconsciously?)

And boots picture below. And we are not going to discuss the size of the boots because no one needs to know how or why a 5ft. 2in. girl wears a size 10. (Mainly because my calves are gigantic. I'm backing that up with they are very muscular... Really.)

Even though my picture is crappier they are basically exactly the same. Mine for a third of the price. Booyah. I love a good deal. 

And not so random. I've happened upon an album I instantaneously fell in love with.

This is Agnes Obel who's voice is magical, mag-i-cal. I can't stop listening to it, honestly. Maybe this will mirror Twilight?

And because this is funny to me we are not going to discuss how many times I've read the Twilight series in total. Nor how many times back to back I read them every year.

Night all.