July 20, 2002
My dad invented the squeeze bottle. At least, he came up with the idea. I can remember sitting around the table when I was a kid, eating dinner and hearing my dad talk about what a great thing it would be, if instead of glass bottles, they invented squeeze bottles. Ketchup, reslish, mayonnaise, salad dressing, butter and so on. We could have been rich, if only he had taken his idea further than the dining room table. Today I saw squeeze bottle sour cream for the first time at the grocery store.
I went to the the used books store with a list of books I wanted and was unable to find any of them. I then went over to Barnes and Noble and couldn't bring myself to buy any books because they were so expensive. I am sorry but I can't bring myself to spend $15 on a book I am not even sure I am going to like. It was very depressing.
Comments
Nathan:
I hear a little voice inside of me pretty regularly expressing shock and disbelief at the proportion of my meager grad student income goes toward purchase of the written word.
Hear it long enough, and you can learn to ignore it… :)
I empathize with not knowing if you’ll like something, though. The biggest casualty of the transition from having a decent amount of spare cash when I was working in Boston to being a student again was an increased reliance on recommendation, not random browsing.
Folks aren’t infallible, but like with newspaper movie reviewers, I’ve gotten calibrated to a couple good folks, and how my tastes are relative to theirs…
July 22, 2002 8:23 PM