The End of a Dream

Conversation with Mus last night, over beer:

"I never read a book more than once after I've bought it"
"Nikki and I joined the library"
"Really? Hmm, you know I'm thinking of setting up a service like netflix except you borrow books instead of movies."
"Like a library?"
"No, you get the books, you read them and then return them"
"Like a library?"
"No, a service, for like five bucks a month, but you can order books online"
"Order books online, like I can do with the library, except for free?"
"But you can keep these as long as you want"
"I thought you said you only read them once?"
"OK, but, I'll ship 3 books to you"
"Really, how much does it cost to ship 3 hardbacks?"
"Why hardbacks?"
"Libraries have hardbacks, paperbacks must get trashed"
"I'll have a bigger selection than the library"
"The library can get you any book in any library anywhere in the city through its online system."
"Hmm, maybe I need to think about this some more"

Missed It!

There was some kind of mass brawl in Rice Village last night while Nikki and I were at The Ginger Man. Annoyingly, no-one came running in to shout "Fight" when it broke out, so we had no idea until it was all over. Very disappointing. The cops turned out in force at least, so someone probably had a bad night.

On a more important note, I tried the coffee porter. Didn't really taste of coffee, but it was a pretty good porter.

Another Tough Ride

Nikki and I went cycling again yesterday. We went a little further afield this time as it was a lovely day. We made it to Cafe Brazil where we sat outside for a bit as I ate my pizza and Nikki had her Greek salad, then we cycled directly home. Well, directly, apart from being unable to avoid the siren call of The Ginger Man, where we refueled with a couple of pints of delicious Full Moon Pale Rye Ale.