Book Sale
I went to heaven yesterday, but had to return after only 2 hours. After joining "Friends of the Library," I had free reign in the basement of the public library to ... buy their books! The entire basement, with all the shelves fully stocked, arranged by type, by author, by quality... Each book only 50 cents. The entire place had an old, musty book smell, and I could have spent all day there. As it was, I bought a full shopping cart worth of books, and E and I had to make several trips between us to deliver them all to the car and to our respective apartments. In two hours, I managed to purchase more books than I have ever bought at once before in my life.
E said it best: "I can go to Hastings and spend two hours, and come back with 2 books for 30 dollars. Here, I came back with 30 books for 2 dollars."
And yes, even though each book was 50 cents, they had special grab bags that help the book total climb while the cost sinks. Imagine this: A brown paper sack, stacked with as many books as will fit, and then a few on top, all stapled up so the contents are a mystery. One dollar. Easily 15 books. One dollar. You can't buy Ramen noodles that cheap.
I made out with two bags I personally filled, a fiction bag, 2 thriller bags, a mystery bag, and 2 crafts and hobbies bags. And a box of "better books" that cost 2 dollars a piece for being in really good condition. I am the proud owner of the entire Hitchhiker's Guide set, in one book, for 2 bucks. And a whole lot of Mary Higgins Clark books that I'm sure sr would be happy to read. I also got an encyclopedia of food, and three cookbooks. And several maps that I can use for cartography references when putting the finishing touches on my own map. And all the Hannibal books so I can highlight them for my paper on Harris's use of present tense. And. And. And.
A shopping cart full of books and, unfortunately, no time to read them. But they're there, and this means I can put little blue stickers on them and line them up in order of most interesting for later. Yee-haw.
And that was my trip to heaven. In February, heaven opens its doors again for the half-price book sale. They're already 50 cents. Do you realize how many shopping carts I can fill if they're only 25 cents?
On this giddy note, I resign myself to writing a crappy Drama paper and listening to more Dvorak. I hope your Friday mornings were as fun as mine was.
Oh yeah. I forgot one of tbe best parts. I saw three different folks from the department there, all loaded down with books and making second trips to buy more. We must be some of their best customers. I mean, that makes five of us in the first two hours. The book sale lasts all weekend. Yikes.
End.
E said it best: "I can go to Hastings and spend two hours, and come back with 2 books for 30 dollars. Here, I came back with 30 books for 2 dollars."
And yes, even though each book was 50 cents, they had special grab bags that help the book total climb while the cost sinks. Imagine this: A brown paper sack, stacked with as many books as will fit, and then a few on top, all stapled up so the contents are a mystery. One dollar. Easily 15 books. One dollar. You can't buy Ramen noodles that cheap.
I made out with two bags I personally filled, a fiction bag, 2 thriller bags, a mystery bag, and 2 crafts and hobbies bags. And a box of "better books" that cost 2 dollars a piece for being in really good condition. I am the proud owner of the entire Hitchhiker's Guide set, in one book, for 2 bucks. And a whole lot of Mary Higgins Clark books that I'm sure sr would be happy to read. I also got an encyclopedia of food, and three cookbooks. And several maps that I can use for cartography references when putting the finishing touches on my own map. And all the Hannibal books so I can highlight them for my paper on Harris's use of present tense. And. And. And.
A shopping cart full of books and, unfortunately, no time to read them. But they're there, and this means I can put little blue stickers on them and line them up in order of most interesting for later. Yee-haw.
And that was my trip to heaven. In February, heaven opens its doors again for the half-price book sale. They're already 50 cents. Do you realize how many shopping carts I can fill if they're only 25 cents?
On this giddy note, I resign myself to writing a crappy Drama paper and listening to more Dvorak. I hope your Friday mornings were as fun as mine was.
Oh yeah. I forgot one of tbe best parts. I saw three different folks from the department there, all loaded down with books and making second trips to buy more. We must be some of their best customers. I mean, that makes five of us in the first two hours. The book sale lasts all weekend. Yikes.
End.
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