and its magical ability to make things easier. (Speaking of that, thanks to all for the fascinating and helpful gaming info.)
Case in point: in 2001, I got, in Cuba, a bootleg album: A Lo Cubano, by the Orishas. It’s become one of my favorite albums, and periodically I’d think to myself, “Damn, that’s a good album. I sure wish I could get more music from them.” Very rarely, I’d even remember to look when I was in a music store, but I never found anything. (Side question: what is it about music, video, and bookstores that makes you suddenly unable, as soon as you walk through the door, to remember anything you’d wanted to read, watch, or listen to?)
And then, finally, today, I thought: perhaps I should check half.com. And I did. And now two more albums are winging their way to me. Slowly, via media mail, but winging nonetheless.
Has anyone else had similar episodes?