i’m sitting in a bookstore. on the base of a fireplace. i doubt it’s ever been on. it’s very real and very fake looking all at the same time. i find bookstores grounding. they always make me have to poo. i always want coffee in a bookstore too. there’s something about the combination of paperbacks and paper cups. coffee is also grounding. it’s an unformidable combination of gastric release.

the phone is always ringing here. i guess it’s not a library, but there is something about a place of books that makes people talk in really low voices. i think there’s probably more erotica in a bookstore than in a library… and also, more pressure to make the right selection at $21.00 for a paperback. Douglas Coupland, you are good, but not that good.

Within the first hour of loitering through the bookstore, they played the same Beck song 3 times. Earlier today in a hemp store they were playing Radiohead. Overall, I would say this has been a very good Saturday.

This entry was posted on Saturday, March 15th, 2008 at 10:15 pm and is filed under daily post.