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This is a Squirrel.  It is no longer living.  It got into the d-con rat poison which I placed in the garage after a mouse crawled into the car air conditioner and cost me $300.  I guess he wanted a free lunch, but there are none.  Kinda makes me sad - he was a cute little guy.  The new squirrels are large grey ones who stay out of the garage:  natural selection!Shop ahead of the crowd to find that once-in-a-lifetime discovery which is just right for you. Or, kick back & browse to see if I have added anything interesting to the shelves lately. I hope you have fun!

TREASURES NOW is the cybervault, where I keep the most expensive things. (Burglars note: the actual vault is at the bank!)

THE ELECTRIC BOOKSHOP offers other interesting material for sale. RICK GRUNDER - BOOKS sells not only rare books, but intriguing papers (handwritten letters and short printed items including original newspapers), early photographs & illustrations and even an occasional historical artifact.


The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost, From Snow to Snow (New York: Henry Holt & Company, [1936]), poem for October, page 18. Photo from my back yard, October, 2000. Squirrel picture further above taken from the kitchen.