RedDog wrote:Yes, this bookstore said they can't accommodate any more books even for nothing. Nobody buys them and they can't be an indefinite storage and recycling warehouse for the neighbourhood. I expect that store is going to be short lived now.
We sell about 3 Kobo's or alternate brand readers a shift so probably 50 a week in our one store. Printed books are done almost as fast as newspapers and libraries. I just can't put books in a dumpster. I don't have the heart for that. The seniors lodges will take them. So far. Of course I have cargo limitations with a Smart car now so it doesn't happen overnight.
I took the Jeep stuffed with bags of cloths to the Salvation Army Thrift Store two trips when I flipped houses across the street 7 years ago and it's like I took nothing. How could I have had so much stuff? How does this happen?
Well, life seems to be a process of acquiring things- and pretty soon it seems like the things have acquired you.
I have actually thought of selling my machine tools in place and not taking them- since I quit the welding business I've hardly set foot in the shop- 13 years. And they are a definition of my being-ness... but they need their own enclosed space, 240VAC power- for example, I would not know where to place them at Haase Farme Service if I moved there- most of the buildings have bad roofs. The one that doesn't? Has open sides. You can't expose bare machined surfaces to humidity & rain spray. And the power supply is inadequate.
If I went the "live in two shipping containers" route I'd need a third just for them.
I quite agree about books, papers, & magazines- while there will always be a niche, and some need for "analog" books, the digital future is here- the 426 on this new netbook take so little of the drive compared to pictures it's absurd. The convenience factor is overwhelming- you can get reading apps for almost anything, aside from dedicated readers like Kindle or Nook.
Wal-Mart & Target carry competing brands and I think they have some sort of book club deal. I love the fact that if I run out of something to read instead of scrambling to the one remaining book store I can instantly download a new book from Amazon.
The one place here that still accepts used books- no payment for them, naturally- is the Seaman's House down the street- I have given them bags of our old books in the past.
Short of blowing ourselves back into the stone age there's no going back- there are perils & problems with cloud computing & digital books & pictures but the convenience, the handiness of it all are wonderful. I may cuss my cell phone, but the idea of going back to one rotary dial in the dining room, like when I was growing up?
Forget it- that connected you to a room, where if someone answered it they might know who you wanted and where they were. A cell? Connects you to the actual person- I hate the buzzword, but that really is a paradigm shift.
No going back.
Less Ottawa.
