If you've just clicked over here from Netroots Nation; Hi! Nice to meet ya! Here's a recap of what Jackson Street Books has done this summer. Check back here for pictures of our new adventures in Bookselling in Washington's Friendliest Town. And if you're out this way, give us a holler. We'd love to meet you in RL.
After 4 1/2 years, and 18 years in our house, taxes and gang activity in our parking lot were the main motivations to get out of Seattle.
So, of course, we had to throw a kick-ass party!
We had met Hypatia and Zathrus in Second Life and quickly agreed to help with the Loneman School Book Drive. Altogether, we sent 12 (really big!) cartons of books to South Dakota. Jane2 sent a generous donation for books, and with the closing discount that became 48 new books!
We loved exploring our new town.
Did you know there are Zebras in Gray's Harbor? Well, there are!
It finally hits. We live here now.
The gardens are truly wonderful. This will keep me busy!
Well, probably more than you wanted to know, but you can also scroll back and find where we talk about books!
(Jackson Street) Books on 7th is around the corner and on the internet tubes. We strive to be your full-service new and used bookstore, emphasizing good literature, progressive politics, and, of course, books about baseball. Opened in Hoquiam October 1, 2010
Friday, July 18, 2008
Actual Jackson Street Books
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Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Jackie & Dunlap 'splain that New Yorker Cover
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Tuesday, July 15, 2008
The Case of The Cross-dressing Chinook
Teh Googles can really hit pay dirt sometimes.
Hybrid fanged Co-nooks.
As Southern Oregon's only private eye specializing in fish and wildlife investigations, I expect long lapses between cases. But I haven't had a live client walk through that door since the albino deer caper last year, and even then I got paid off in bear sausage and night crawlers.
Maybe it's the booze talking. It's talked outta turn before. But the stench in the room hangs like wet waders on the hat rack, and it can't be ignored.
If I don't get a case fast, I'll have to pull my shingle, shelve my winged-tipped wading boots for good and beg for my old job as the Fish Hack for the local Fish Wrap.
UPDATE: Linky fixed! Thanks Lobster Johnson!
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Monday, July 14, 2008
so ya say you're having a party?
yeah, it's my birthday.
It has been an absolutely frikken amazing year. We changed. From Seattle, to Hoquiam.
And I am endlessly amused. After 49 years.
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