I went to an antique store a) because it is a thoroughly enjoyable way to spend a Saturday morning and b) to kill time while the bike shop put together Mo's new ride.
I showed great restraint and bought neither this:
"Someone had the sense to put bells on it so you can hear it when it crawls up onto your bed in the middle of the night."
But I did get this to take to gigs:
What I'm reading
A Perfect Evil
What I'm listening to
My Favorite Murder Podcast & Heaven's Gate Podcast