My parents it turned out weren't taking off from Newark, which has been the family's default airport since I concluded the drive through New York City at the end (and start) of a trip to Singapore wasn't worth the saving of a trip through United States Airport Security Theater that it would usually entail. That wasn't any sort of real trouble going up, since my mother drove (my mother always drives), and getting back isn't too hard since it's mostly just ``drive west until you hit the Turnpike''.
I did decide, against the most efficient possible driving route, to go up to the northern edge of New Jersey for the Hi-Way Hobby House on Route 17. Despite the front-corner window's ``closed'' sign it was open. They lacked any space-history models, and any Star Trek models I remotely wanted to build (why do they think we'd build an Odo model? Or want the Kazon ship? Starships Enterprise and original series ships, that's the stuff anyone cares about), so I picked up a Millennium Falcon and a Star Destroyer I'll never get to building.
On the way back I stopped at a nearby Barnes & Noble with a healthy selection of used books (even including vinyl records, which if I ever find my record player would be great). And I had nearly finished my reading list. I even picked up one (1) science fiction novel published within the past decade. This brings my projected reading of science fiction published since Deep Space Nine went off the air to two (2) books this month.
Trivia: Spain's peace commissioners attempted to argue Spain should retain possession of the Philippines since the United States did not occupy Manilla until after the Spanish-American War's 12 August 1898 cease fire. Source: The Spanish War, G J A O'Toole.
Currently Reading: Five Galaxy Short Novels, Editor, H L Gold. Oh, honestly, Damon. Knight's ``World Without Children'', in which nigh-immortality treatments lead to a subtle plague of increasing infertility, and if this goes on humanity won't be able to keep a replacement population. At the end, one of the women-folk praises the male protagonist for solving intellectually in just a couple months a problem the females had known emotionally for centuries but couldn't figure how to solve because women just can't think originally enough on their own. It's carefully assigned to a character, so it's not safe to suppose this represents the author's views, but what is with the Futurians that they'd drop stuff like that in where it doesn't really fit? Or did he just hire James Blish for the last page?