Our mailman's gonna love this

A few weeks ago, I posted a survey that asked, among other things, the magazines to which I subscribe. I mentioned three: Game Informer, Science and Chemical & Engineering News. A nice, manageable number. I forgot to mention I also have a subscription to Memphis Downtowner, for whom I still work on a long-distance basis.

Then, for Christmas, I was gifted three more: Popular Science (thanks, Paul's Mom and Dad!), Wired (thanks, Paul!) and Stringing (thanks, Mom and Dad!).

And tonight, we realized Paul's frequent flier miles were going to expire if not redeemed, and having no place to fly, we decided to spend the points on magazines. He had racked up quite a few points and we didn't have a huge selection from which to choose, so we ended up with The Atlantic, Entertainment Weekly, Boating World and Sea Magazine (those two might never be read but were nearly free even by frequent-flier-mile standards), BusinessWeek, The Economist, Glamour and Elle. Then I picked up a couple more at $2/year: Sports Illustrated, New York Magazine, Inc., Time and Real Simple.

This is a great example of why no monetary decisions should be made under the influence of Ambien. That stuff messes with the nerves connecting your fingers to your wallet. We didn't really need the two HDMI cables Paul bought after taking Ambien a couple of weeks ago (don't you let him convince you otherwise), nor did we need the 13 new magazines I ordered tonight. I get most of my news from Twitter anyway.

So here I am, waiting on one quarterly magazine, 10 monthlies, eight weeklies and one that publishes nine times a year (???). No regrets because all were free/almost free.

Paul brings up a good point, though: What happens if we move? Mail forwarding is a pain in the butt, and that's not taking into account the 20 magazines that'll need to be rerouted.