Wednesday, June 02, 2010

at the very nook


was browsing along the bookstore yesterday, didn't find the collection of critical essays i was looking for in paperback and got out empty handed. along the stroll from fiction to travel, the other half quipped, why don't you just order it from amazon like a normal person? i love amazon, but with public libraries now becoming archaic, book shops are the only place to savor the good in people. does it follow that those who read are more interesting than those who merely chatter incessantly? not really sometimes the former are a pain in the ass. but wait i don't even know that many bibliophiles. i might be talking about myself then. i'm grouchy and grumpy at the core of a party surrounded by a throng of people whom i consider strangers.

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