A recent failed attempt to buy Moscow to the End of the Line culminated in my purchasing Henry James' The Lesson of the Master, which is a reasonable equivalent.
Nor can you chalk it up to protest of distributor working conditions, since you aren't ordering the books at your local bookstore either.
I saw an absolutely terrific stage version of Moskva-Petushki at the Edinburgh Festival many years ago. Can't remember the name though.
I do that with the book The Zombies that Ate Pittsburgh: The Films of George A Romero. I always look for it in bookstores, just to give a target to my browsing. I haven't bought it on line, though, and certainly wouldn't at the price it is on sale for in the link.
Finding something in a bookstore is so different from buying it online, though. Buying online doesn't have the heart-pounding excitement of finding a book that you've yearned for for so long. There are a lot of books I've looked for in stores over the years and it's partly the thrill of the chase that makes that worthwhile, though also they tend to be books I've read from the library and so having them is just about having them.
The book binning for which I cannot really describe the rule is what I will get from the library versus buy. For instance I am somewhere in a library queue for Red Plenty and yet I am willing to purchase online a newer edition of The Great American Baseball Card Flipping, Trading and Bubble Gum Book.
As to actually cruising bookstores, there two books whose titles or authors I do not recall yet I think I would know them if I saw them so I always "check" to the extent I can in used book stores.
3: That wouldn't have much of anything to do with it, given that you can order online from small independent used booksellers who do not partake of distributor warehouses.
Otherwise, sure, I have a list of things in the back of the mind that I'll pick up if I come across them, but don't desire strongly enough to actively procure. It seems normal. The fact that brick-and-mortar bookstores, used or new, are going the way of the dodo, is a pity on this front.
I do this with a particular edition of The Nonexistent Knight and The Cloven Viscount, which I've been trying to replace since a careless roommate destroyed my copy. I understand that caring about the cover image is dumb, but there we are.
2--logic being that a tale called "The End of the Line" is presumably to be found somewhere in the New York Edition?
(Obviously what I really want is the particular collection of atoms back again, only minus the rotten banana.)
The particular collection in a particular composition, no doubt.
I used to cruise for Jebb's Sophocles editions. I am particularly fond of the Antigone I picked up somewhere chris y used to work. (They've now reissued them, so it's not as much fun.)
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In a moment of over-excitedness I used the phrase "tour de force" last night, and have been cringing with horror and embarrassment ever since. How can I forget it?
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Did you use it right? If so, don't worry about it. There's no shame in the expression.
I used to enjoy going to bookstores more. And I have too many books. I blame technology.
Did you use it right?
An example of proper usage: "I never really paid attention to the Tour de Force until Louis Armstrong won it, and people started wearing those little yellow rubber bracelets."
Held on Dagobah, I assume the Tour de Force is.
"We got into a fight with some construction workers and one of them hit me on the head with a length of tour de force."
I'm sorry but there's no way you can make the Kessel run in less than twelve parsecs at age 35 without steroids.
I'm in my 40s, and with my knees I'm lucky if I can make the Kessel walk, let alone run.
You're thinking of the Tour de France, MAE.
OMG U can read my mind!!! OK, what number am I thinking of now??
Louis Armstrong won the Tour de France? I guess you have to be pretty fit if you're an astronaut.
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And even fitter if you're a jazz musician.
Oh come now, sure some jazz musicians have good lung capacity, but astronauts are way fitter. Have you seen how high they can jump?
Exactly. Like he said "That's one small step for me, man, but a giant leap for mankind."
A talented bunch overall. Gagarin, of course, went off to Tahiti and did all those paintings.
And who can forget Valentina Tereshkova Smith, the first scat singer on Mars?
And WH Aldrin, of course, the Regius Professor of Poetry and Orbital Dynamics at Oxford.
29: Goddam it, I had that phrase sitting in my comment box for 40 minutes waiting for inspiration to strike. But mine was going to tie-in, jazz, astronauts, and the Tour de France and Star Wars.
I keep trying to tie in juggernauts.
32: She was good, but most scat singers sound like shit.
In space, no one can hear you scat.
Break me off a piece of that skit-scat bar.
36: OK, that does it; everyone out of the bidet! We have an adult here visiting us today.
35: Tie-In Juggernauts was, of course, Russ Meyer's unfinished film about S&M in outer space.
And who could forget John Glenn Miller, the famous jazz trombonist and band leader whose Mercury capsule mysteriously went missing in space.
The famous period when all this discovery and invention really sky-rocketed came to be known as the Harlem ReNASAnce.
I guess this might have been a better thread to link Gil Scott-Heron's "Whitey on the Moon" than the Baby Safe Drops one.
42: Stanley can control minds now.
42: obligatory reference to the Old Negro Space Program.
"Anyone who's ever been within a hundred feet of Randall Dowling Stanley... probably is Randall Dowling Stanley".
"Why, that'll ruin half the crops threads! You know that, don't you, half the threads! That's what that... But it's good you made that pun. It's real good. And the next pun is going to be a good one too."