Goodbye, Bear.

Goodbye, Bear.

Library Rock Concert

There wasn’t really a rock concert at the library today, but by the look of the line you’d think there was… minus the non-rock-looking demographic, of course.

Jeremy wants to start a book-selling business, so we got up early to go to a huge sale where books averaged $1-$8 each. I thought maybe I’d buy just one book if I saw something semi-interesting. Instead, I smashed myself into the mooing herd of book-lusting humans, and gorged myself in the art section, picking up 7 books on technique and impressionism. I could have shopped more, but within 30 minutes, my bro and I were both exhausted from swimming against the current of passive-aggressive, space-filling nose-whistlers. So we left.