"I'll make you a deal, ma'am".

"This is honest offer. I really mean it.

"So here's the offer. You have just turned down the three new Edward Abbey books I have in stock, which are 14.99 each. Desert Solitaire; Monkey Wrench Gang; and Abbey's Road.

"I want to you keep track of your time, starting this minute. Then I want you to go to all the other used bookstores in town. One is just down the block, Dudley's. The other two you'll probably want to get into your car and drive to; the Bookmark and the Open Book on Greenwood. If you drive, I want to you to estimate your total mileage, there and back, you know, including looking for a parking spot.

"I will pay YOU the FULL price of any used copy of these three Edward Abbey books you happen to find, even if you find more than one copy of these three books. If you find one, I'll buy it for you. If you find three, I'll buy them.

"In return, I only ask that you pay me minimum wage for every hour you spend, and the current costs of gas and mileage.

"What do you say?"


The above is what I wanted to say, but what I really said was, "Well, Edward Abbey doesn't show up used very often, and when he does, he tends to sell."

I decided to follow this up on my own, just for fun. I'm going to act like the above customer and take up the challenge. (I wanted to visit the bookstores anyway, so this will be a treat.)

I even called my guy, Jasper, at my store, and Alisha, at Linda's store, and told them to "I'm running a strange little experiment that has nothing to do with you but has to do with my blog. I'm going to come in and wander around a little and then come up to the counter and ask you for a specific author. I want you to treat me like you don't know me, and that I am just another customer."

Employees: "......uh....O.K." (weird boss...)

Here goes.

Wish me luck.

*****DISCLAIMER: I understand, as Linda pointed out, they may just enjoy the thrill of the hunt. I enjoy the hunt, too, though I have a rather large list of favorite authors and books; and I especially enjoy the fruits of hunts that I didn't expect to find. I also understand, that it may not have been an urgent request. You know, they happen to be in a bookstore and just ask about an author. Though that they asked for a single author and then left certainly testifies to the specificity of their request. *****

I think it's a fair experiment.

12:14. Pulled out of my home garage. I'm not going to count the time and energy I spend getting to my store, though it might be fair to.

12:26. Parked in garage. (low traffic.) 3 miles.

12:29. Reached Pegasus Books. Jasper says, "If you're looking for used books, we have them on the other side of the store."

"Is this all fiction?" I asked.

Jasper gives me a spiel, telling me where everything is. ("way to stay in character, I whisper...").

Then he subverts the process, and asks if I'm looking for a particular book. "I'm looking for Edward Abbey...." (I had planned to look around first, and then ask...)

"What kind of book is that....?"

"Oh, he wrote fiction, non-fiction, essays, that kind of thing. Environmental sort of stuff."

He leads me to the fiction, and there -- low and behold -- is an Edward Abbey book, The Best of Edward Abbey, for 5.00. Now -- I assumed since the woman had been looking at that section, that we didn't have a book. Stupid assumption on my part.

12:36. Leave Pegasus, and walk to Dudley's, arrive one minute later. I look throughout the store, check the nature/fiction/science/mysteries/environment/ etc. Finally go up to the counter and ask. Clerk looks it up on the computer, says he can 'order' it, I thank him and leave.

12:45. Leave Dudleys.

12:49. Leave Garage.

12:54. Arrive at Open Book. 1 mile.

Look around store, check all the different categories, then check literary fiction. Find 3 Edward Abbey books. Abbey's Road, for 4.50. Voice in the Wilderness, for 6.95 and Beyond the Wall, for 7.00.

1:09. Leave Open Book.

1:11. Arrive at Bookmark. "Hi, stranger...." I say to Alisha, while she looks at me quizzically.

1:21. Have checked entire store. Ask Alisha. She shows me all the areas she thinks they might be, and I take a second quick look, don't find any.

1:25. Leave Bookmark.

1:30. Reach Garage, again. 2 miles.

1:35. Finish up biz.

1:46. Back to garage.

2:03. Back home. (way more traffic.)

So...what did I learn? It was fun to visit all these stores as if I was an innocent customer who knew nothing about the stores. All four stores were worth visiting in my eyes. I wasn't surprised that the Open Book had some of them, I've always thought they are a good bookstore. Bookmark is a bit more eclectic, maybe. But the Open Book has lots of good books. I think Bend is lucky to have four such used bookstores.

So, if we stick strictly to the one book of the three that I set out to find, the 4.50 copy of Abbey's Road, the lady customer would've saved 10.45 from buying a new book.

Playing fair, and assuming she would've checked all 0ther three bookstores, it would've taken her about 3 miles, and about 50 minutes to find the one book she was looking for. She wouldn't have found the other three books, but she would've found two other Edward Abbey books instead.

Total minimal cost? (And I do mean minimal, in that I went directly to the right stores and directly to the right sections.) It would've cost her about 7.00 to 7.50 overall. So, 4.50 for the used book, plus 7.50 in time and money: 12.00.

Total savings on Abbey's Road? About 3.00 for a used copy versus a new copy. To me, an hour of my time is worth considerably more than that.

Now, by my bet, it would've taken an extra 10.00 minutes, and if you also include mileage cost, all savings are pretty much gone. If you figure the actual driving distance to and from downtown, it would've cost even more.


The point of this experiment?

People don't really accurately calculate in real terms the time and energy it takes to accomplish things. That people are less than rational in their allocation of time and energy when it come to a perceived "saving a few bucks." Indeed, I doubt the above fictional customer would even agree to work at minimum wage, nor take the minimum energy payback.

And I would submit, that local stores would be doing much better if people were a little more rational about their buying decisions.

It's has become price, price, price, even when it's irrational to chase it.

Downtown Comings and Goings.

Perspectives is a new art gallery where Diana's was. (Not sure about the plural.)

Toth Art Collective is a gallery/tattoo place where Finders/Keepers was.

Boken has taken the spot where Lola's was at. (I believe that's one K, and I think it's an eatery.)

Ina Louise on the Leaving list.

I've taken Urban Minx off the Leavings list, because there is no sign in the window and they don't appear to going anywhere. Next time I'll just wait until they actually vacate. (if...)

NEW BUSINESSES DOWNTOWN

Bond Street Bar and Grill, 12/1/10.
Perspective(s), Minnesota Ave., 11/20/10
Toth Art Collective, Bond St. 11/20/10
Boken, Breezeway, 11/20/10
Dalia and Emilia, Wall St., 10/3/10.
Antiquarian Books, Bond St., 10/3/10.
Giddyup, Minnesota Ave., 10/3/10.
The Closet, Minnesota Ave., 8/11/10.
Showcase Hats, Oregon Ave., 8/11/10,
Red Chair Art Gallery, Oregon Ave. 7/13/10.
Earth Sense Herbs, Penny's Galleria, 7/12/10.
Mad Happy Lounge, Brooks St., 6/2910
Common Table, Oregon Ave. , 6/29/10.
Looney Bean Coffee, Brooks St. , 6/29/10.
Bourbon Street, Minnesota Ave., 6/22/10
Feather's Edge, Minnesota Ave., 6/22/10
The BLVD., Wall St. , 6/13/10.
Volt, Minnesota Ave. 6/1/10.
Tart, Minnesota Ave. , 5/13/10
Olivia Hunter, Wall St. 4/5/10.
Tres Chic, Bond St. 4/5/10
Blue Star Salon, Wall St. 4/1/10.
Lululemon, Bond St. 3/31/10.
Diana's Jewel Box, Minnesota Ave., 3/25/10.
Amalia's, Wall St. (Ciao Mambo space), 3/12/10
River Bend Fine Art, Bond St. (Kebanu space) 2/23/10
Federal Express, Oregon Ave. 2/1/10
***10 Below, Minnesota Ave. 1/10/10
Tew Boots Gallery, Bond St. 1/8/10.
Top Leaf Mate, 12/10/09
Laughing Girls Studio, Minnesota Ave. 12/7/09
Lemon Drop, 5 Minnesota Ave., 11/12/09
The Curiosity Shoppe 11/5/09 25 N.W. Minnesota Ave, Suite #7.
Wabi Sabi 11/4/09
Frugal Boutique 11/4/09
5 Spice 10/22/09
Cowgirls Cash 10/17/09
***Haven Home 10/17/09
Dog Patch 10/17/09
The Good Drop 10/12/09
Lola's 9/23/09
**Volcano Wines 9/15/09
Singing Sparrow Flowers 8/16/09
Northwest Home Interiors 8/5/09
High Desert Frameworks 7/23/09 (*Moved to Oregon Ave. 4/5/10.)
Wall Street Gifts 7/--/09
Ina Louise 7/14/09
Bend Home Hardware (Homestyle Hardware?) 7/1/09
Altera Real Estate 6/9/09
Honey 6/7/09
Azura Studio 6/7/09
Mary Jane's 6/1/09
c.c.McKenzie 6/1/09
Velvet 5/28/09
Bella Moda 3/25/09
High Desert Gallery (Bend) 3/25/09
Joolz
Zydeco
900 Wall
Great Outdoor Store
Luxe Home Interiors
Powell's Candy
Dudley's Used Books and Coffee
Goldsmith
Game Domain
Subway Sandwiches
Bend Burger Company
Showcase Hats
Pita Pit
Happy Nails
(Fall, 2008 or so).

BUSINESSES LEAVING

Giuseppe's, Bond St., 12/1/10.
Ina Louise, Minnesota Ave., 11/3/10.
Laughing Girl Studios, 10/21/10
Dolce Vita, Bond St, 10/21/10
Diana's Jewell Box, Minnesota Ave., 10/15/10.
Lola's, Breezeway, 10/8/10.
Oxygen Tattoo, Bond St., 10/3/10.
Great Outdoor Clothing, Wall St., 10/3/10.
Volcano Vineyards, Minnesota Ave., 10/3/10.
Subway Sandwiches, Bond St. 9/2/10.
Old Bend Distillery, Brooks St., 6/19/10.
Staccato, Minnesota Ave. 6/18/10.
Showcase Hats, Minnesota Ave., 6/1/10 (Moved to Oregon Ave., 8/10/11.)
Cork, Oregon Ave., 5/27/10.
Wall Street Gifts, 5/26/10
Microsphere, Wall St. , 5/17/10.
Singing Sparrow, Franklin and Bond, 5/15/10
28, Minnesota Ave. and Bond, 5/13/10.
Glass Symphony, Wall St., 3/25/10
Bend Home Hardware, Minnesota Ave, 2/25/10
Ciao Mambo, Wall St. 2/4/10
***Angel Kisses 1/25/10 (Have moved to 'Honey.')
Ivy Rose Manor 8/20/09
***Downtowner 8/18/09 (moving into the Summit location)
Chocolate e Gateaux 8/16/09
Finders Keepers 8/15/09
Colourstone 7/25/09
Periwinkle 6/--/09
***Tangerine 7/21/09 (Got word, they are moving across the street.)
Micheal Cassidy Gallery 6/15/09
St. Claire Coffee 6/15/09
Luxe Home Interiors 6/4/09
Treefort 5/8/09
Blue 5/2/09
***Volcano Tasting Room 4/28/09** Moved to Minnesota Ave.
Habit 4/16/09
Mountain Comfort 4/14/09
Tetherow Property 4/11/09
Blue Moon Marketplace 3/25/09
Plenty 3/25/09
Downtown Doggie 3/25/09
***King of Sole (became Mary Janes)**
Santee Alley
Bistro Corlise
Made in Hawaii
EnVogue
Stewart Weinmann (leather)
Kebanu Gallery
Pella Doors and Windows
Olive company
Pink Frog
Little Italy
Deep
Merenda's
Volo
***Pomegranate (downtown branch)**
Norwalk
Pronghorn Real Estate office.
Speedshop Deli
Paper Place
Bluefish Bistro
(Fall, 2008 or so.)

Stupid procrastination

I'm going to have to put in the air vent covers in the foundation of the house today. A ten minute job. Which I could have easily done when things were warmer and dryer. (There's snow on the ground, and the temps are supposed to drop below zero in the next few days...)

I also didn't get the lawns mowed that one last time, so the grass is going to be a little long for the winter. Now, I'm reading that longer grass is a bad thing to leave in freezing temps.

We have a whole bunch of handyman jobs that need to be done around the house -- and I'm no handyman. It's good to recognize your weaknesses, you know? I have a friend who will do the jobs for me in trade for his comics -- and because of the slowdown in work around here, I don't feel so bad about pulling him away from real, paying jobs.

We are finally getting our second couch back, that was being refurbished. We both liked these couches, and we decided it was better to get them reupholstered than to buy couches we didn't like so much.

They are a little less bulky than the couches we currently have. We're also getting rid of the massive coffee table. Linda went out an bought a couple of much more simple tables from the Amish store. Funny thing is, the one she picked for "her" couch is really tall, and she looks like Judge Judy when she's sitting behind it. I'm going to buy her a gavel for Christmas.

We never did get the wrap around sound system set up for our giant T.V. Procrastination stretching into never getting it done.

The futon mattress is on the floor, and I like it that way, but I have no place to put all the extra linens and blankets and pillows, so I'll probably be forced to make the futon frame.

As soon as I get around to it....

Signs of something...

...but I'm not sure what.

Lots of Big Doings in the little burb of Bend, and surrounding sagebrush.

Jeld-Wen sells both Eagle Crest and Brasada Ranch. Since we don't really know the terms, it's hard to say who came out best on that one. The development firm sounds like the real deal, not just a place to park the properties. Though, as I've often mentioned, I'm skeptical of new owners announcing extensive "renovations" that later on turn out to be mere face-lifts.

Also hard to know if Jeld-Wen sold the properties because they weren't doing well, or sold the properties because their core business wasn't doing well, or neither or both.

Meanwhile, Cascade Banks has glommed onto some major mulah, and the stock price immediately jumps to more than double it's lows.

I can't tell, does this mean that the original investors -- who are also half of the new money -- come out better because of the stock price price, or worse? I mean, does it make the new money buy less? It would certainly seem to make the old money worth more.

It hurts my head.

So it all makes me wonder if these major developments are some kind of bottom, or just another step down on the road to the bottom.

Another sign of something. If you'll remember, I thought it was significant when Brooks Resources decided not to develop that patch of land on the east side of the river near the Old Mill. It was really the first sign that any of the developers were starting to change their plans; and as I said at the time, I wasn't surprised it was the oldest and biggest of the developers who reacted first. They were around in the '80's, so they had a clue.

Anyway, it looks more and more like that land will become a park, instead. Kind of a example of how a Boom creates just another river-blocking condo, and the bust has created a nice for-everyone park.

Finally, there is a move afoot to create a "Small Business Saturday" to follow "Black Friday."
I think I've mentioned before, that Pegasus Books used to see a much bigger bump on the weekend after Thanksgiving -- but the mass market has really piled on the promotions and sales over the last decade or so, so that small businesses have become almost an afterthought.

A "Small Business Saturday" could turn into a real blessing if it takes off -- but probably not for a few more years. And, I'm not usually terribly interested in "blow-out" sales, which I think is what it might take.

I think I'm going to set up a table with Marvel and DC Graphic novels and sell them for half price -- see if that does anything.

The bookstore in my mind.

So how is possible that my little world, my life experience, could fill up a bookstore?

Well, if the terms are "being familiar with" that's a pretty broad scope.

I mean, I have read a whole lot of books in my life, but add it up and it's still a drop in the bucket.

I'm betting that I read twice as many books (or more) in the first 28 years of my life, than I have in the last 30 years of my life. Hey, one movie theater, three groddy channels, and no internet. What else is a curious person to do? I mean, I grew up in a house with so many books that they literally were the seed stock to the Bookmark.

So I read incessantly. And I read omnivorously -- that is, I'll read just about anything. I currently read lots of mysteries, and there was a time in my life when I read tons of fantasy and science fiction, but I always read a pretty wide spectrum of material. I read the books my parents were reading, and my sisters were reading. Fiction, non-fiction, kids, adults, genre, classics.

I started keeping a notebook about 30 years ago, back when I was still writing (I got the idea from Dwight Newton the local western writer), so I have a written track record there.

There was also a sort of "lost decade"; where I was mired in depression and such, and was very agoraphobic (without knowing such a thing existed) and pretty much shut-in and isolated. I'd read a book a day, back then.

But even more so, at some point I started to sort books -- knowledge, if you will -- on a ladder, fitting them in relation to each other. It wasn't a hierarchical ladder -- more of a M.C. Escher looking ladder, looping back on itself, doubling, crossing over -- but I could hear a title and author, and sort of place it. I'd read lots of book reviews of books I'll probably never read.

So when I say, this bookstore is filled mostly with books I'm "familiar" with, it's a big number.

I also tend to read single book by an author, and think, "That's pretty good. I'd read another by this author, but....there's this author over here I want to try." So I sample a lot of authors and styles, just to get a taste.

And there are authors who I don't personally read, but who I appreciate. I mean, I like that they and their books exist, even if they aren't quite my cup of tea.

So if you look at it that way, it maybe isn't so surprising that a store can be constructed around my own sort of predilections.

Speaking of getting it wrong.

Search engines are great and all -- in fact, they're miraculous.

But some are better than others. Google is great, in that I can sort of throw a dart into the darkness, misspelling, or missphrased, and there is a really decent chance good old google will read my mind and hit the target.

I think I read once, this is called "fuzzy" in that it's open to a large pool of possibilities.

Some of my distributors, however, have extremely tight search engines.

For instance, I couldn't for the life of me figure out how the Travis McGee mysteries weren't in print. These were some of my favorites when I was younger, and I couldn't believe that someone wasn't publishing them.

It would've helped if I had searched for John D. MacDonald, instead of John. D. McDonald....

Still, you know, I did search for John and D. and Donald -- you'd think that would be enough.

I've begun to realize that my instincts for what is likely to be in print and what is likely not to be in print are pretty accurate. So, if I'm not finding what I'm looking for, I'm just not looking correctly.

What's amazing to me, is the realization that if I keep on bringing into the bookstore books that with which I'm familiar, that I've had some exposure to at some point in my life, and if I keep the full range of titles by those authors I like, complete series in stock; and I get in books I'm curious about, but haven't yet read; a nd so on -- just the books I actually have some feel for:

That I could easily fill a bookstore twice my size.

I mean, I read a lot, but I wouldn't have thought I read THAT much. Just reading and reading and reading, and at some points in my life pretty much doing nothing BUT reading, and reading about reading, and reading reviews and seeing titles and covers, and even my small little world of experience is bigger than a store I can actually create.

Add in books that I'm only marginally familiar with but which sound great; recommendations by customers or reviewers I trust, and new books that have yet to find their legs, and well, there is a bookselling challenge for a lifetime.

"My name is Duncan." "No it isn't!"

Funny when people get a notion in their head and nothing can dislodge it. This actually happens quite often: someone comes in or calls and insists that they had a conversation with you, or that they ordered something, or that you carry something you've never carried.

Woman insists that I was holding a used book for her, and that she had just called and talked to "the woman". "We don't have a woman working here, "I said.

"Yes, you do. I just talked to her...."

You know, I just sort of showed her where the books were, and then made a point of telling her where Dudley's was when she left.

Last week a woman insisted I had a particular Zombie book; and well, I have a whole lot of Zombie books, so we looked and looked. Finally, I looked it up online and realized I had never carried that book.

"Yes, you did," she said. Again, I just sort of said, "Well, maybe I sold it."

Linda is still explaining that we aren't the Paperback Exchange, and people still aren't believing her.

Five years later.

"We were just here," they insist. "You've changed things around..."

Is Bend feeling the stress?

I'm kind of asking you guys the question.


Here's some headlines I've been noticing:

"Three murders in three months."

"Domestic abuse on the rise."

Random stories of car break-ins, home intruders, car jackings, street people, big drug busts.

When this whole crash started, I think a lot of us starting looking for signs of an uptick in criminal activity.

I think this kind of thing takes time -- a lot of damage is being done, behind the scenes, before it finally rises to the surface. It's like a weakened immune system, any kind of crisis can result in disaster.

Hard to tell, anecdotally.

If you just read the occasional headline, you'd think that Bend has probably lost population; instead we've gained. You'd think that maybe downtown Bend was emptying out; instead there are more stores than before the Great Recession.

I guess we'll have to wait for the crime statistics.

But...I have to believe the stress of the Great Recession is compounding the problems.

I don't have any major insights here, just kind of wanting to throw it open for discussion....


I will say one thing that absolutely appalls me.

Every few months there is a news story of a mugshot group either: breaking into a house and pointing a gun; or beating up someone. And it turns out that these morons are trying to collect on a drug debt.

Here's the thing that you wish someone -- parents, neighbors, friends, bloggers -- none of whom obviously they would listen to -- would just like take them aside and say:

"Dudes (dudettes),

"Your drug dealing is bad news. Not a good life choice. But, you know, probably with first offenses or small amounts, you might serve just a little time in jail.

"But armed robbery and kidnapping is a WHOLE NOTHER level of missteps. Them's lifetime type crimes. I mean, go rob a bank, if you're going to do that. At least there might be a payoff.

"Or let the drug debt go. You know, quit selling to the deadbeats, or whatever. I mean, really, you're dealing with a class of people like yourselves --so you ought to expect to be stiffed once in a while. I mean, I know you're all drug addled and you've gone down a bad road.

"But invading a house? Waving a gun around? That's magnitudes more stupid, stupid."

Circus.

For some reason, I got caught by the 6 hour documentary about one season of the Big Apple Circus.

This is the pinnacle of the circus business, and these acts are at their peak. Athletes and artists.

It starts out in their off season quarters in Walden, N.Y., as acts are selected and honed. There is a class structure, the roadies on the bottom, the acts in the middle, and the management. Within the talent there are "circus" people (eighth generation!) and outsiders.

The roadies are like the French Foreign Legion. If you're willing to work hard and fit in, no questions asked.

Anyway, at first there is a bit of the "glamour", as the circus people put their best face forward and the documentary crew seems to be buying it.

But as the show progresses, you realize just how precarious and dangerous and dirty the living is. They talk a lot about the wonderful traveling life, but you see they rarely leave their trailer park.

The artists have a limited life-span; limited by changing tastes and constant pressure and their own bodies.

They are like supreme, world class athletes who are paid a pittance, and can be without a job at any time. "Working at Target," as one of them says.

They talk about "family" a lot, but there is an obvious pecking order. One "outsider" trapeze artist leaves the show about halfway through, to go back with her boyfriend, and one of the circus family sort of mocks her: "Oh...true love......" and you feel sort of like she's failed the test.

By the end of the documentary, you realize that she probably made a smart choice.

Like I said, they seem to have no security, all of them seem the realize that circus's don't have much future -- this is a good as it gets. Most everyone in the show who started out being profiled is leaving the show, or leaving their acts.

The roadies have brought their problems with them, and you begin to see that they are simply cogs in the circus machine.

Meanwhile, the owners go off and hobnob with the rich and famous in Monte Carlo and New York.

I suppose it goes to show, you should never look too closely behind the glamour.

Just like owning a bookstore!!!

T.V. Blurbs.

My Walking Dead graphic novel sales have slowed to shambling crawl. What usually happens with adaptations into movies is that they stop selling when the movie releases, but I was hoping these would keep selling because it is a continuing series.

The same channel canceled Rubicon. Which I enjoyed, but which I could tell was doomed. Way too many 'staring off into space' moments.

To continue the T.V. theme. I have stopped watching The Event and Hawaii Five-O.

The Good Wife is pretty amazingly good. They are going to have to do something about new prosecutor Cary, or he's going to turn into a Berger. (You know, Perry Mason's hapless foe?)

Still watching House, which is as ridiculous as ever; they seem to be shunting the old crew aside, almost, like the writers are bored with them.

C.S.I. Vegas has the occasional clunker episode, which they never used to have, but then seems to rebound for a few episodes.

Dexter is still great.

Sidewalk Empire is curiously uninvolving, but I like the era and theme and some of the actors are great.

The Mentalist is probably the most mainstream thing I watch; kind of old fashioned Columbo plotting, but Simon Baker is just charming enough, and just under being annoying enough, to keep watching.

Linda is hooked on Nikita, which I'd probably stop watching if it wasn't for her. I mean, come on! They communicate by computer! Really!!!! Some high security.

I think that's about it, for regular programming.

Giant pink axe-head clouds and zombies.

I dreamed I looked into the back yard and there was a giant buck eating and lounging in my garden.

Then I realized my fence was missing....

Blogging too much?

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I couldn't quite get home in time on Monday to take a picture of the giant axe-head pink cloud, but it looks like the Bulletin did. We get some pretty fabulous sunsets off our western deck.

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Why do so many child actors grow up short?

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"McConnell endorses earmark ban."

I'm still willing to take that bet it will never happen.

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I worked as a bus boy once, in a restaurant that supposedly had a voluntary tip jar from the waitresses, and I got diddly squat. One of my co-workers got fired for stealing tips.

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Kind of a funny moment in Walking Dead. Usually, in a horror movie, the audience is thinking, "Whatever you do, don't go into the room!" Or in this case, "Don't go into the city!"

The hero is trying to explain why he would go back into a city he just barely escaped to his pissed wife, who doesn't accept the first (and real) reason; to save a redneck racist he feels responsible for leaving.

"I.....um...promised these people I would walkie-talkie them when they got near Atlanta..."

"Well....I left a bunch of weapons and ammunition."

"Oh, and there is a bag of tools we could really use....."

So there it was, four reasons to do something utterly stupid. Heh.

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You wanna know something really scary? I've been holding back on how many blog entries I write. Shows how slow the store has been, and how boring my life is....

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BOTC appears to have raised the money.

So I guess everything is O.K. now....

In the same news release, they mention a reverse stock split -- 10 for 1.

Like someone telling me that they're turning all my one dollar bills (three at a time) into a three dollar bills. Somehow it still feels hinky. But I don't understand banks, no how.

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Quick Comic Reviews.

DV8: Gods and Monsters. I gotta tell you, I can get lost in these misc. superhero groups. But Brian Wood does a good job of pulling these characters out of their usual backgrounds, sticking them on a planet with a whole new set of perimeters. I enjoyed it. But I think it was because --without giving the ending away -- he could do anything he wanted with the characters.

Warlord of Mars: Just starting -- barely getting going -- I loved the books, so...

Sweet Tooth. Here's an idea. When they get done with the Walking Dead T.V. show, they can do post-apocalyptic Sweet Tooth next. I really like this series.

Scarlet and Nemesis and Superior: I'm really enjoying the Icon series from Marvel (creator owned). Mark Miller follows up his hit Kick-Ass, with both Nemesis and Superior. Bendis does something similar with Scarlet. (It's fun that Scarlet is based in Portland, and that Bendis actually uses that for his story.)

Garrison: Clone killers, with the original breaking free. Pretty straightforward adventure.

Ides of Blood: Vampires in ancient Rome. The story is O.K., the dialogue is pretty clunky.

A pound of dice.

Every time I make a game order, I order a Pound of Dice. Just a big bag of random dice. 4-sided, 6-sided, 8-sided, 10-sided, 12-sided, and 20-sided. I just throw that in on top of everything else. They are relatively cheap, and I never know exactly what I'll get.

There's something very primal about dice. They make them in all kinds of colors and hues and textures. They even make them out stone and metal. (Not in the pound-of, though).

My crow nature takes over: "Oh, shiny! Like little jewels.....!"

I heard someone say once, "You can never have too many dice." Any RPG player can relate.

So, because it's just a small amount each time, and because I think the bigger the pile of dice the more likely they are to sell, I just keep making that order.

I've been thinking how that is almost a metaphor for how I do business.

Pound it, every day, every week, every month. Get more, more, more.

But do it in such a way that you can pay for it as it goes. Even though much of it won't sell until much later -- hell, some of it probably won't sell until I retire.

About a year ago, hurting for room, I retired a bulky toy set into the basement, intending to bring it back when a space opened up. I more or less forgot it.

A few days ago, a crew of guys came in and specifically asked for exactly those toys -- well, the characters the toys were based on. I pulled them out of basement, sold them off rather cheaply, and they're gone.

Thing is -- other than back issue comics and sports cards, almost everything else in the basement are duplicates.

Proving, once again, that EVERYTHING sells eventually. If you take the long view. Not days or weeks or months, but years, decades even.

You have to have complete knowledge of your inventory -- you have to know how much to discount -- you have to be opportunistic -- and most of all, you have to have faith that you'll still be around years, even decades down the road.

We're all hybrids, now.

“I think in the next three to five years, you’ll see half the bookstores in this country close,” says the president of Joseph Beth Booksellers. (ICv2).

I kind of doubt this, at least in terms of net numbers. Unless you count Borders.

But I was talking to another bookstore owner who felt the Kindle and such were already having an effect on his business -- so, who knows?

I did some googling around, and -- and I may be completely wrong here -- I came up with roughly 18 billion in brick and mortar bookstore sales last year. Something like 8 billion of that were in Barnes and Nobles and Borders chains.

So -- if we could weed out how much the Walmarts and Costco's of the world sell, we'd know how much independent bookstores sell.

I know the comic industry sells something like 600 million per year, but I'm not totally sure if that includes graphic novels. I think it does.

There are maybe slightly less independent comic stores than independent bookstores.

Anyway you slice it, it looks to me like comics stores have a much lower overall sales level than bookstores, and yet -- seem just about as stable. I have a feeling that the surviving comic shops are one hell of a lot more efficient than the surviving bookstores.

Especially since bookstores tend to pop up to replace the failing ones on a regular basis since it's so sexy to own a bookstore.

Of course, your average bookstore probably expends much more money on looks and style than your average comic shop. Then again, that may be part of the problem. (500.00 bookcases can be a real drag on earnings, I'll bet, and so can a cappuccino machine.)

The expectation of book customers is probably much higher, but that doesn't mean you can't do a credibly nice job on comic store looks, and a credibly cheaper job on bookstore looks.

I suspect that most comic stores come about from the bottom up -- that is, they are created with limited funds and built upon. Scramblers, survivors.

The average bookstore come about from the top down -- that is, they are created by people who are already living a middle class life, and sink funds into the dream, and then see it dissipate. Both these scenarios play to a stereotype, but I'd be willing to stand by them.

Overall bookstore sales were down 7.1 in September, and 6.5 in August. Down 2.6% for the year.

Hasting reported about a 9% drop in New books, though they were down less overall because of used books -- and, well, according to them, comics and graphic novels...

What will continue to fog up the picture of what's happening is -- well, almost no one is JUST a comic shop anymore, or JUST a bookstore. We got coffees and crumpets and toys and games and books and graphic novels and dvd's and stationary and...well, on and on....

Everyone's a hybrid, now.

Hippy dippy pad.

Our nice leather convertible couch in my office (guest bedroom) pretty much sucked, especially if you are more than 5' 10" tall. I know, because sometimes if I have insomnia, I bop on down to the office and sleep there. There's also a big groove down the middle, and being leather, it ain't exactly flexible.

After less than glowing reviews from guests. "Well, it wouldn't hurt my feelings if you got something else," said my uncomplaining brother." "Um.....it was....um.....fine," said my uncomplaining son.

We had a basic futon before, which simply broke from all the moving. So when we found one just like it, I sort of insisted on getting it.

We got it home, and laid the mattress down on the floor, half against the wall. Kind of a couch on the floor.

And, well, I really like it that way. Laying on the mattress on the floor reading my comics and so on.

Linda calls it my hippy pad.

I'm going to keep the futon framework disassembled until I have to.

Far out, man.

Green around the gills.

What is it about the Green Movement that bothers me?

I mean, I think of myself as an environmentalist --

These are my thoughts, and I may be off base, I've never read anyone else being critical of Green -- but it just seems -- off -- somehow.

1.) I have a sneaking suspicion, it's more about selling me something than about the environment.

2.) There is an off-putting, "do-gooding, holier than thou", tone to it all.

3.) My own thought is that instead of making things Greener, we would be better off making less things.

4.) Unintended consequences. So many Green solutions don't make much sense to me -- it seems like they over expend energy to save a little energy.

5.) I think the environment is way too complicated to try to figure out in small units.

6.) Just consume less. Period.

7.) I'm betting that a few very strong measures, which would be utterly unpalatable to even most Greenies, would have the most effect. Have a .10 gas tax. Limiting the size of houses.
Urban Growth Boundaries that are really boundaries, instead of expansions. That kind of thing.

This is just off the top of my head.

Of quidditch and flux.

Did you know there are college quidditch teams?

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"Developers balk at fees."

Well, of course they do.

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"In-Flux" Resorts.

Ha. In-flux is a nice way to put it. (Sounds better than --"Running out of Money" Resorts, or "Nothing here is Selling" Resorts.)

And what part of the resorts are in "trouble"? The part that makes them resorts instead of glorified sub-divisions --you know, the hotels and such.

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Linda and I took a walk in the manzanita fields between Century Drive and Tetherow, yesterday.

One thing I'd do if I ran one of these "in-flux" resorts is make sure all the piles of debris were cleared away. Makes them feel kind of abandoned, somehow. Multi-million dollar mansions, and not a mile away, piles of lumber and rocks.

The interesting thing about Tetherow to me, is that very public road that runs through the middle of it (Skyline?) , so that us hoi polloi can gawk. Most of these "in-flux" resorts are pretty much off-limits. (Again, which would seem to make them more exclusive gated communities than "destination" resorts. "Destination" would seem to convey a more welcoming attitude, wouldn't it?) Have I mentioned I hate "gated communities"? They seem so Un-Bendlike; so Un-Oregonlike; hell, Un-American.

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The news is that Barnes and Nobles is moving into "games" big time. Well, they've been trending that direction for awhile, now, and I knew it was only a matter of time. I knew from the first month I started carrying Settlers of Catan and Ticket to Ride that they were too good of games -- that we wouldn't be allowed to have an exclusive on them for very long.

So be it. Not like I wasn't expecting it. Boardgames become a product just like books and toys and sports cards, where "Advantage Big Box." I just have to be smarter.

I'm not sure what's going on locally, but I'm already stocked in games, so not much will change except I'll be less likely to order mass quantities at a time, and more likely to do "Just In Time" ordering.

Love the one you're with.

I always hated that song; it's a repellent philosophy. (At least how I interpreted the Stephen Still's -'one-night-stand'- lyrics.)

But....I'm afraid when it comes to buying stuff, it makes a certain kind of sense. I think it makes all kinds of sense buying the exact thing you want when you have it right in front of you-- even if it's slightly higher in price. (I have a long post about that tomorrow, but I wanted to follow up my Hot Dog entry with a defense of the Local.)

I'm saying, whenever you are in a Local shop, try to buy something, just for the 'team,' you might say.

That isn't quite the same thing as arguing Local versus Mass Market.

This is a huge subject that I'm not sure I want to tackle right now, except to say -- whenever possible, Buy Local. You know, give it a try. Especially if you're enjoying the shopping.

In some ways, though, this was a battle that should have been fought years and years ago. Or maybe it was fought and simply lost.

I would argue that the mass market offers lots of cheap junk; but that most of it is junk. I would argue that a higher price specialty item might have longer lasting value; as well as uniqueness and, usually, a more personable shopping experience.

But more and more, there doesn't seem to be much choice. Many products aren't even available locally anymore. I get calls all the time for product that -- once upon a time -- I would have carried. But the advantage has gone to the mass market in that particular product, and it no longer makes sense for me to carry it.

The one thing I wish people would maybe give a bit more weight to, is the Buy Local experience.

I always use the example of sports cards. Once upon a time sports cards collectors congregated in specialty stores, talking sports, trading and selling and buying cards, soaking up the atmosphere.

A few years later, they are wandering the Big Box aisles, buying the cards for a perceived bargain -- but, I suspect in their heart of hearts, they're wondering why it isn't quite as much fun.

A few years after that, they are in the comfort of their own homes, buying cards even cheaper online. But...well, something's missing.

I think most retail is headed this way. Books, games, comics -- anything with content that can be gotten online. But I also suspect that it will eventually flatten the demand. It won't be quite as much fun as it used to be. We'll hear more and more: Gee -- I really miss the old card/comic/game/toy/book/record store.

Hot Dogs.

Later today, I'm going to try to argue the efficacy of buying "Local." You know, not so much trying to twist your arm with sympathy, but really arguing that you might in the end be better off just buying it from a local store.

I suspect the whole "Buy Local" slogan is only marginally effective. I mean, it's better than nothing. I'm all for it. But I have a saying, "If you have to explain it, it's too late." You get the people who already instinctively understand or appreciate the value of it; you get the people who agree, but go ahead and buy from the Big Boys anyway whenever convenient, but who also might throw you a bone once in awhile whenever it's convenient ; and you get the vast majority who never think about it, and who don't really give a damn.

Right now, I'm going to, not so much argue that buying from the Mass Market is a good thing, but to acknowledge the reality of it's Dark Power.

Hot Dogs.

I love me a good hot dog. So I'm always willing to give a 'specialty' hot dog place a try.

But here's what I've found: I can get me a great hot dog, large and filling, at Costco for 1.50, with a drink.

Or I can get a 'specialty' hot dog for about 6.00 to 7.00, including drink. Usually the hot dog is slightly smaller, and less filling. It might have a bit more zing -- you know, it's German or Chicago or Spicy Italian. And -- well, I know there are all kinds of hot dogs, but, well, in the end a hot dog is a hot dog. In the end, I want to scarf up a nice hot dog, with relish and mustard and catsup.

And Costco does a good job of it. And it's very, very cheap..

What am I saying here? Am I a traitor to my entrepreneurial class?

Does it make any difference?

I do buy "Local" whenever possible, but it's often not possible.

I sort of quit arguing vehemently against the Big Boxes a few years ago. I mean, I'm still up for a good discussion, I still think I can make a good case for Local Retailers versus Big Box Empires.

But I just have to remember those damn Hot Dogs.

Weekend wankers.

"An End to D.C. Earmarks?" The Bulletin asks this morning.

Anybody want to take any bets?

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"Debt Holders May Operate Broken Top Club." So if the current owners just keep using the club as they have been using the club, how exactly are they out anything? (I suppose, future fees?)

I always said, the Broken Top residents should have let the previous guy try to run the place, and then take it over when he failed. I think he announced all kinds of "improvements" that never would've passed legal muster, which was a complete stalking horse, and stampeded the residents into buying from him. They should have let him keep it.

Instead, these 'debt holders' obviously feel the club is still worth running.

Bottom line, I'm guessing, the residents paid too much.

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Someone hires a vanity online newspaper to write a dubious defense of the Sawyers for $5000.00.

Didn't the Sawyers just ask for court appointed lawyers?

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If it snows, we're screwed: Part 2.

Bend's budget for this winter is: "...hoping for an uneventful winter."

Backup plan: "...should be adequate provided the city doesn't see a major snowstorm this winter."

This may not end well.

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Not to pick on the poor B.A.T. but I've taken to counting the riders whenever I pass a bus. I usually see none, or one or two.

Hard to believe this thing is even close to cost-efficient.

I know some of you will pop up and say, mass transit is never cost-efficient, to which I ask, "Why not?" Surely there must be a way to transport people more efficiently.

But, hey, since the city can't plow the roads, these buses won't be going anywhere anyway.

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Hey Bank of the Cascades -- why don't you just extend the "capital agreement" for a longer period of time. A 10th extension is getting downright embarrassing. (Probably some legal thing.)

This is like a house that has been shown 500 times with no takers...and the owners still won't lower the price. (or can't lower the price without being underwater.)

Talk about pretend and extend.

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