Son wants some sci-fi, so I figured get paperbacks(more will fit in the box) and hit the used stores(more books for the money). Fat chance. A few Drake, no Eric Flint, no David Weber, no Lois McMaster Bujold, a couple of Heinlein. And that was it.
So, raiding the shelves for mine to send. Hopefully he'll be able to send them back later, but if they get passed around and worn out I'm not going to gripe; they are for reading, after all.
If you'll excuse me, I've got shelves to go through and a box to pack.