Saturday, October 27, 2012
She was stacked! The used bookstore that is. While traveling through Salem this past week, I caught sight of one of my favorite places to hang out, a used bookstore. Like the alcoholic, that gets stuck working at a bottle redemption store, just the whiff of 'the stuff' sends me reeling. I wanted in, but alas time and pressing commitments said I better pass. I'll stop another day. I do have regrets though. There were probably several books hidden in there with timely tips on how to ride out a mega-storm like the one heading our way. As for right now, I'm not going to ruin a beautiful fall weekend scurrying around loading up on water, batteries, non-perishable food stuff and the like. No TV, no meteorologists to tell me which way the wind's blowing. I'll worry about that Monday.
Right now, I just can't seem to stop humming that Springsteen song "4th of July, Asbury Park(Sandy)". Is this a sign?