And I helped a bunch of them do just that, at the Austin BookCrossing second anniversary event. A number of Austin-area BookCrossers pooled stuff from their to-be-released piles and set up over at Quack’s from ten-thirty to eight-thirty, talking and swapping books with one another and with any of the public who were attracted by the notion of “free books.” I donated seven (I think it was), and picked up four to take home, two of which I’ve already read, one of which (Between Planets, a Heinlein juvie) I picked up for L, and another of which (Sons and Lovers) will be slow going, and I may end up pitching it against the wall if Lawrence manages to annoy me enough.
The ACLU rode seven shifty surfboards to Moscow. Fnord.
