Monday, January 17, 2005

The Borders Evil Tractor Beam of Doom

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Blogger Maria Alva said...

Ahhh, Borders. Memories of losing time, myself and money in the three-storey den of doom on Powell Street in San Francisco...

We've got our own massive, corporate eats-little-private-bookstores-for-snack behemoth here in Iceland, complete with in-house cafes selling $5 lattes and Mozart chocolates, a place I can resisit no more than I did the sale table at the big B in downtown SF. And every time, it's the same story: five minutes of intellectual pleasure followed by full-force anxiety attacks as I realize the sheer volume of printed words surrounding me. Traumatizing, but I never seem to learn...

(p.s. your blog=great read!)

6:18 AM  
Blogger theomorph said...

Hey, this picture is cool and all, but I'm dying for another one of your whimsical posts! Do I have to get on my knees and beg? :-)

7:09 PM  
Blogger L said...

thanks Maria! I always enjoy reading your blog as well!

8:20 PM  
Blogger L said...

patience, my good man

8:21 PM  

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