First, an observation I made last night while
going to the couch to sleep. Each night when I come into the darkened
room, Sheila immediately gets off the couch, where she has slept all day,
and sleeps by my side on the floor. It occurs to me that the dog and I
are sharing a bed. She uses it in the day, I use it at night.
It's our version of
Cox and Box.
That said, how was today at Logos? I
had a chat with Sandy about her upcoming trip to Viet Nam, Cambodia and,
because they'll be in the neighborhood anyway, Nepal, where they have
friends and plan to go hiking. They'll be gone 7 weeks and it sounds
like an exhausting, but exciting trip.
There was a guy with a Big Dog in the place
when she left. The dog was a yellow pup, not sure the breed, but his
name was Thunder and he was very friendly. We bonded.
I
chose a Ruth Rendell book to read while working today, since we had a large
number of new ones to the store. I picked the shortest one. It is
turning out to be another page turner and since I didn't quite finish it, I
brought it home to finish here and take back to Logos next week.
A "rumpled couple" came in. I think
mother and son. He was in baggy jeans and a narrow brimmed hat.
She was in a saggy top, black pants and also wore a felt hat. She was
looking for a specific female travel author (which she did not find), but
ultimately bought three very thick books, saying that she doesn't like "Jane
Austen-y" books...likes something with more heft. We talked about
travel books by women and I told her about the book I'd read about the woman
who traveled across China on public transportation.
As
she was leaving she spied the cards we have for sale by a local artist and
decided to purchase a sunflower card because of something in the movie
Under the Tuscan Sun.
A guy wearing a River Cats shirt (the River
Cats are the Sacramento minor league baseball team) bought two books on
atoms and molecules. He paid, but then kept standing there like he
expected me to do something else. Maybe he thought I'd give him
a bag (which we no longer do). He finally picked up his books and left.
(Aside...I wonder why every customer
who brings book to the desk places them as far from me as they can instead
of handing them to me)
A woman with a stroller containing a child of
about 18 mos, with a very dirty face came in with a book from the bargain
table outside.
An older guy in a large black cowboy hat
browsed for awhile but didn't buy anything.
A tall, thin woman in a long striped dress
made of some soft, filmy material, boots that disappeared under her dress,
and a knit white tam-o-shanter on her head was looking for "Reconnections,"
a book about healing yourself and others by Eric Pearl. I directed her
to the self help section, but she didn't find it and said "thank you" as she
was leaving, but then returned with a bargain book by David Attenborough.
She was very sad when I told her he died this past year.
A guy with sideburns down to his chin, and a
biker bag slung across his shoulders browsed through the literature section,
but left without buying anything. Nor did the guy who came in carrying
a foil-wrapped burrito from the local Chipotle. And "my friend," who
arrived at 4:25 couldn't find anything he wanted either today.
A small Asian woman with a folded up scooter
under her arm and Yoko Ono sunglasses spent a lot of time sitting on the
floor looking through books. She ultimately bought a bargain book and "Kiss
of the Spider Woman."
A stooped older woman brought a heavy bag of
Poetry magazines to donate. Then she browsed for awhile and finally
purchased a copy of "Beowulf." She said she had never read it and that
"it's about time I got educated."
A tall man with sunglasses on his bald head
bought a mystery and I realized after he left that I overcharged him by 4
cents because I misread the amount it showed on the cash register.
A large man came in looking for greeting
cards and I sent him to the book store in the next block. (Our cards are
blank inside)
A woman and a teenager with bright blue hair
were looking through the bargain books outside and I was disappointed that
they didn't come in.
A tall guy in a knit cap came in,
disappointed that the unicorn book he had seen on display last week was no
longer for sale.
A young woman with dyed reddish hair was
looking for a young adult book whose name she couldn't remember by an author
she couldn't remember, but knew that her daughter had "axed" for it.
She looked, but didn't find it. She then gave me a very long history of her
book collection, her book cases, and the books she had read.
A cheery guy carrying a guitar (not in a
case) and a kid with pink hair (this was my day for colored hair!) came in,
but they were there for a meeting which was taking place at 7 p.m., so they
left and would return later.
Susan arrived with goodies for the meeting,
which is concerned with getting the high school literary magazine published.
We had a nice chat until Walt arrived and then Walt and I headed home to be
here in time for Jeopardy.
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