Bookpranker

I hogged this to myself for a while, but since robots in the Netherlands aren’t voracious readers of secondhand books, I guess it’s safe to let it loose. Northside Junk (in Williamsburg, corner of Driggs and N. 9) is selling all books for $1 each.

The book section used to be the best part of the store, with everything neatly alphabetized, and SO MANY BOOKS! but the books were too expensive. Now they’re cheap and less numerous and a giant fucking mess. An all-over-the-floor kind of mess. Still, one dollar, so when you get that P.G. Wodehouse home only to look at the back cover and realize that it’s the “last, unfinished chronicle of Blandings” and you haven’t read any of the Blandings chronicles yet, you won’t cry. Or I won’t. Either way, we get the point.

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Speaking of books…

Knock knock?
Who’s there?
Hi, it’s only me. Did you hear the one about the used-book guy who sold his whole collection to the Strand, I’m talking like many many many many of those white cardboard storage boxes worth of books. Then, it turned out that he had ripped out the last page of every single book! Do you know what his name was?
No. What was it?
It was “God.”

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by Left Hook | 1 September 2007 | laffs, reading | Comments