Today I had to stop off at Barnes & Nobles, impersonal bookstore of the masses, for this work project I have going. (No, it’s not about lesbian wood elf hardcore porn. But welcome, lesbian wood elf hardcore porn Googlers!)
I got my work shit from the reference desk dude and noticed that I had almost an hour until lunch. No way I’m driving back to work to return phone calls for 30 minutes THEN head out to lunch — better that I waste otherwise productive work time browsing. So I’m browsing and treating B & N like my own personal public library of bestsellers when it hit me: I wonder if my B & N has Lum’s book of MMOG dirty little secrets in stock! (UPDATE: Lum changed his permalinks. It’s a long story. Here’s an updated link.)
Bypassing the front sections of the store, I hunted around for the Games Section … Poker? No. Suduko? Umm, wtf? Bridge? Fercrissakes. Back of the store: Mystery (well, kinda, but no), Literature (definitely not), Current Affairs (yawn), ELECTRONIC ENTERTAINMENT. Score!
Three copies of Lum’s book. See?
I snagged that front copy there and found a comfy chair for “browsing”. The bathroom.