Wahoo y'all. If you are anything like me, this here technology is gettin' too pervasive for anachronistic intellectual moonshining. What could be more analog than a book? Let's just say for the sake of argument that nothing is more old school, because they don't write too many novels on papyrus scrolls anymore (sellouts, man.)

Before we go any further I have a confession to make. I am addicted to books. When the revolution/zombie apocalypse comes, my previous financial instability will be completely warranted by the secret private library lurking within my hovel. I am counting on these books to keep me sane as I outlast the fallout/avoid being noshed with candles, a pot of tea and my cat. When the spam reservoir runs out, I will probably have to have a real hard chat with the kitty, but he knew what this was from the start.

When amassing this secret armory of words and pulp, I use many dealers who help me get my fix. On days when I feel saucy I mosey on downtown to the Country Bookshelf, a local favorite dispensary. Not only are the shelves populated with more than you could ever read, the store itself is womanned by the most knowledgeable and friendly literary ladies. It took about 30 seconds before i was inundated with smiles and book recommendations.

The first recommended title was the Devotion of Suspect X by Keigo Higashino. An intrigue title with more to offer than your average thrill-a-page airport novel, it was described to me as kickass Japanese mystery that any fan of reading would enjoy. Please to peruse:


The ladies also dropped the knowledge of The Passage by Justin Cronin for some apparently fantastalicious action war/science/dramatics. So many good books, let the infrastructure fall already.


Myself, I found a new classic by the one and magnificent Mr. David Sedaris, Squirrel Seeks Chipmunk. A wonderful collection of dark and twisted fables about woodland critters displaying morals reflective of the ridiculous human condition. Read it. Short chapters, hilarity and a fair share of evil. No bathroom is complete without a copy.


Well, I have rambled enough and if you have made it this far, turn off the machine and go outside after posting about everything you just read on your preferred flavor of network site. Peace.