After work, I walked over to the nearby Radio Shack. It was permanently closed, (I'd thought today was their last day), so instead I went to Market Fresh Books, a used book store that sells by weight. Because I have a new job, I splurged a bit.
I came home with copies of "A Field Guide to American Architecture" (
restoman, I suspect you already own a copy of that!), "An Imaginary Tale: The Story of √-1", and "Theatre and Playhouse", which is an illustrated survey of theatre design from Ancient Greece to the present. I was in a bookstore, or I would have squeed aloud when I happened to see that one sitting in the plays section (instead of architecture where I would have expected it) while browsing history.
And I brought some CDs home too. Jefferson Airplane's "Surrealistic Pillow" (that was an exciting find!). Me First and the Gimme Gimmes "Are a Drag", "Guero" by Beck, The Crash Test Dummies' "A Worm's Life", "The Trinity Session" by the Cowboy Junkies (that first song about mining for gold always gives me chills), Tori Amos' "Scarlet's Walk", and finally Do Make Say Think's "Goodbye Enemy Airship the Landlord is Dead", because one way to get me to buy an album is to cover it with seemingly Dadaist collections of words that feel like they almost have some kind of meaning that I can't quite grasp.
While I was browsing the books, another customer, looking at the shelves of music near the front, asked the woman at the front desk whether anyone still uses CDs. I smiled to myself, back in the stacks. As I chatted with the clerk while checking out with my pile of CDs, I noted, "Yes, people do still used CDs." She smiled.