Next door to me is "She Said Boom", a record and music store. Upon arriving home, I noticed a small crowd of people outside of the store browsing through a couple of boxes. At first I thought the store was putting out old vinyl that wasn't selling. To my surprise, they were boxes filled with books. And there were some stunning finds. I didn't take *everything* that caught my interest, just the ones I would like to read about. This is my final tally:

- Twentieth Century Design Classics: A Book of 30 Postcards
- Rock Talk
- Morrissey & Marr: The Severed Alliance
- Miracles of the Gods
- The Wicked Wit of Oscar Wilde
- The Bell Jar

Other finds that I did not pick up include "Tropic of Cancer", "Lord of the Rings" + "The Hobbit" box set, Playboy, JP Sartre, Descartes, and so much other great stuff.

I couldn't resist "Miracles of the Gods" since it's by the same author as "Chariots of the Gods", Erich von Daniken. "Chariots" was such a silly book, I hope "Miracles" is more of the same. And of course, I had to pick up the only books about music that I saw. "Rock Talk" profiles Elton John, Paul McCartney, Jefferson Starship, Olivia Newton-John (I'd get physical with her), War, Neil Sedaka and Chicago. And how could I not pick up a book about the Smiths?

I started reading "Wicked Wit", and the first chapter is entitled "Age Before Beauty" and I immediately guessed the first quotation before even seeing it. Here it is:

"Thirty-five is a very attractive age. London society is full of women of the very highest birth who have, of their own free choice, remianed thrity-five for years. Lady Dumbletone is an instance in point. To my own knowledge she has been thrity-five ever since she arrived at the age of forty, which was many years ago now."

Damn, I *love* Wilde.
posted by Pi at 6:23 PM |