Monday, September 27, 2004

Shop at the Idle Time Books $1 outside cart

LOCATION: 18th St in Adams Morgan, just below Columbia Rd EQUIPMENT: Yourself, $1, irony

The Idle Time bookstore always has such interesting stuff in their $1 cart, especially if you are one of those ironic yuppie bachelors who hoards Bible Bars and furnishes your apartment with Jesus lamps, glow-in-the-dark American flags, and coffee table books about bad hair. My past scores: an anthropology book about the Dobe! Kung tribe in Africa*, a psychedelically-illustrated book about transcendental meditation by a 60s yoga cult leader, a book called "The Corporate Environment"** with a not-sarcastic illustration of little automaton people fitting into boxes on the cover, and the autobiography of LaToya Jackson. And they're open late, so a perfect chance for a harmless drunken impulse purchase on the way home from Tryst.

*Richard Lee was questioning one of his friends from the Dobe! Kung tribe about how they had lived before they were able to trade with the nearby village. For example, what had they done before they could barter for iron cooking pots? His friend looked him solemnly in the eye. "Well, everyone knows that you cannot live without iron cooking pots. So, we must have died."

**Representative quote: "It needs to be recognized that whilst management's commitment to enterprise policies is normally unconditional, under industrial capitalism non-managerial employees are not always as firmly committed. They bring to organizations their own values and beliefs about the nature of work, and its place in their lives, which are not always congruent with those of their managerial leaders. For many of them work is merely instrumental, a means to non-work ends; it is not an end in itself. It is one of the skills of management to provide an organizational climate which encourages employees commitement to enterprise goals..." In other words, the birth of Flair.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Help me Dude, I'm lost.

I was searching for Elvis and somehow ended up in your blog, but you know I'm sure I saw Elvis in the supermarket yesterday.

No honest really, he was right there in front of me, next to the steaks singing "Love me Tender".

He said to me (his lip was only slightly curled) "Boy, you need to get yourself a shiny, new plasmatv to go with that blue suede sofa of yours.

But Elvis said I, In the Ghetto nobody has a plasma tv .

Dude I'm All Shook Up said Elvis. I think I'll have me another cheeseburger then I'm gonna go home and ask Michael Jackson to come round and watch that waaaay cool surfing scene in Apocalypse Now on my new plasma tv .

And then he just walked out of the supermarket singing. . .

"You give me love and consolation,
You give me strength to carry on "

Strange day or what? :-)

8:40 AM  

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