Scored a motherload of books today, thanks to my parents and their perfect timing. Every year on the 4th, the local library has a book sale from around 10 am - early afternoon. Up until now, I was always there right as it opened, ready to spend my life savings on $2 books. This year, my parents and I opted for a day at the beach instead of sticking around for the book sale, parade, and all that other July 4th crap, so we got there around 4pm when everything was free.
My dad volunteers to help set up all the tables and books, so he got the inside scoop. Once the parade rush is over and people gradually leave, the price of the books goes down. Eventually, they're free and then at the end of the day they get tossed. Holy cow. This reminds me of Ray Bradbury's "Fahrenheit 451," in which all the books in the world are destroyed and burned. Such a sad fate for some books that people have loved and may have loved in the future. Gah, that's so sappy, but SERIOUSLY. Look at this:
That's right, I'm in a dumpster full of books. And all those boxes on the right? Those are all full of books too. If they're gonna be thrown away, at least recycle. Geez.
I scavenged quite a few, but there are only so many books I can save before my bookshelf collapses. I wish I could save them all. :( Happy birthday, America, I hope you're proud.
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