The Usefulness of Used Bookstores

I was in my local used bookstore last weekend perusing the stacks when I heard: "This is the most expensive used bookstore I've ever been in. I could buy this new, from Amazon, for less than this." I ducked into the stacks feeling enraged. I wanted to say something to this silly person, something about... Continue Reading →

Stories from the Field: Dissociative Morbidity

"You know how spring usually smells like dog poo?" Yvonne called across the cubicle to her co-worker. "This year I think it smells more like chicken crap." "You know chickens?" "Well, no. I know pigs. But I have driven through Abbotsford." Yvonne's co-worker then proceeded to tell her about how she sanitized her brothers pig... Continue Reading →

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑