Used

Now that was disturbing. I went to a huge-ish used book store and I didn’t buy anything! Ya’ll have no idea! It was clean and well organized well signed and lit well.. the music was too loud but it wasn’t distracting. It’s a great store.

It’s no Half Priced Books but it’ll do.

And I didn’t buy anything! I was horrified. I looked at everything up to and including the music selection and I don’t even really even like music unless I can buy it used and still, nothing. It’s just wrong. I will point out t hat in my defense, he decent titles they had in their larger then expected Humor section, I all ready had at home. I was slightly put off by their “Paranormal Romance” section. Isn’t that a shame that should remain shameful? No one needs watch you browsing for alien porn, its not right. They should have had it behind a sheet or something. I don’t think people should have to know if you favor grays over greens or whether you’re a Joss Whedon sex having vamps fan or a Twilight school of sex fearing vampires person. For real.

I went in there with the mind to go shopping for recorded books for the trip, but sadly, everyone else apparently also went in there before their trips looking for books on tape because they were thoroughly picked over and all that was left was Suze Orrmond and The Davinci Code. Blergh. So last summer. I want the newest Nevada Barr or David Sedaris’ latest or Amy Sedaris! The public that can afford to buy new needs to help me out and sell some of that shite so I can buy it used. Gah.

Weather Dog stroke again by refusing to go for her five o’clock walk because she thought she smelled rain. I remember taking her to puppy classes I have no memory of taking her to meteorology school and she needs to stop this rain-dog nonsense ands get with the program. She’s okay with the dawn patrol and she’s all right with night maneuvers but expect her to walk during rush hour and she will dig all four of her paws into the ground and start a chorus of We Shall Overcome.

Tonight I took her out a little later than usual, it was about the same amount of light as when we go out early but it was so different! It looked almost exactly the same but everything is different. The cars move faster, the people are louder, there are people out at all.In the morning people who are out are people on a mission, I see very few people out . But one morning I walked into a drama. I saw an “other” woman clearly doing a power- walk of shame away from the house while the regularly scheduled women watched her go. It was a little tense. I think if it had been later on, it would have been a 911 call and there would have been more screaming.. At 5: 45 in the morning you don’t have to speak loudly to be heard, at that hour a slammed door sounds like a bomb blast.

It’s a good thing of regardless when I’m out, I speak quietly and carry a big dog.