Favorite Places: The Shire Book Shop

The Shire Book Shop is, hands down, my favorite used book store.
First of all, the place is huge. Housed in a historic former mill on Union St. in Franklin, The Shire is more like a book warehouse.
The square footage (probably the largest used book store I've ever visited), the scruffy yet organized atmosphere, the prices, the sweet proprietor (Jean Wallick, who offers you tea and hot chocolate) the vast collection of: ordinary paperbacks and hardcovers in every imaginable genre, first editions, out of print, and rare volumes, the fantastic children's section - all of it make the shop a book lover's heaven.
The atmosphere and decor fascinate me. Despite my feelings about converting mills into condos and penthouses (stupid!), I can't get enough of retail shops in that setting. I feel more comfort-able sinking into one of the Shire's arm chairs or couches than any stiff new leather chair at a big box store.
The Shire has so much character, so many odds, ends, curiosities, and antiques lining the outer shelves near the windows.
I like the old wood stove, the tiny child's school desks, the piano, and the ladders in every aisle.
All of that is fun, but, of course, it's all about the books. You won't find a bigger selection of quality used (current and rare) books anywhere. You won't find such a diverse selection, or better prices. The cookbooks greet you at the door, the fiction paperbacks line the outer wall, history and biographies take center stage, and the rare collectibles are the corner sirens near the register.
Don't let the not-for-sale sections sadden you - yes, their spines are broken, their pages dirty and decaying, but they're in a good home. They're going to be alright. The children's section reminds me of my own book-filled childhood - it reminds me of my mother balancing on a little stool in front of the low stacks, going through every single volume looking for a new story to share with me.
It doesn't matter where you live - Boston, Warwick, wherever - you must go to the Shire Book Shop!

A Scene from Network


"The Communist Party's not going to see a nickel out of this goddam show until we go into syndication!"

They don't make movies like this anymore.

St. Patrick's Day


Today's holiday theme: recent events.

The more I see of the moneyed classes, the more I understand the guillotine."
~George Bernard Shaw

Condoms: These "Sheaths of Satan," as the religious right called them, were banned [in Ireland] from 1935 to 1979, when Charlie Haughey came up with his famous "Irish solutions to an Irish problem." Under that legislation, a doctor could prescribe condoms to those over eighteen, which was, ironically, two years older then the legal age for marriage! What's more, the condoms had to be for "bona fide" family planning purposes (i.e. couples couldn't get them if they just wanted a quick shag). The law was, of course, unenforceable, as the government couldn't insist on surveillance of love-making couples to keep an eye on their bona fides. It wasn't until 1985 that condoms became available without prescription.

Irish frogs: they're real, and they're hearty!

Irish slang for drunk (being, getting, recovering from)(which most people already are or will be tonight):
Fluthered: Having a high blood-acohol ratio.
Gargle: Drink (alcohol).
Has a great lip for stout: Indulges in alcohol.
Hooley: Raucous celebration involving drinking and singing.
Horse it into ye: Consume alcohol/food rapidly.
Jar: Pint of beer or stout.
Langered: Very drunk.
He'd lick drink off a scabby leg: He's very fond of alcoholic beverages.
Lob it into me, boss: Give me alcohol quickly.
Off me face: Inebriated.
Ossified: Totally inebriated.
Piss-up: Night of revelry and imbibing alcohol.
Rat-arsed: Very drunk.
Rough as a bear's arse: Extremely hungover.

All quotes from The Feckin' Book of Everything Irish.

"A Fat Guy and a Muppet"

Ricky Gervais and Elmo. I like Elmo during those rare occasions when he gets to interact with adults (his furry toe inching across the line between kid-friendly and, well, not).




Mayor Menard Works Hard for the Money

A few days ago I wrote about the Woonsocket firefighters opting to be laid off by the cash-strapped city rather than take a small pay deduction. While the bodies were still warm, The Valley Breeze reported that Mayor Menard will also take a pay cut... but only 3% instead of 5% like every other city employee. Why? "She accepted just a flat rate $50 cut to her weekly paycheck because 'she works seven days a week' " and has never taken a day off.
Well, firefighters and police have had the gaul to take a little time here and there (slackers, I know), but they have also risked their lives every single time they punched the clock. Their families lived knowing that every day with their loved ones could be the last. But it's still necessary, to keep the city financially afloat, to slash their salaries.
The mayor risked wear and tear on her shoes walking around city hall. I guess we can only expect her to sacrifice so much.

Woonsocket to Lay Off Firefighters

The firefighters and their union were given a choice by the cash-strapped city of Woonsocket: a 5% pay cut, or lose your job. There was foot-stamping, a court date, and now 11 firefighters are out of a job.
I never thought I'd say this, but I agree with city officials. The state has a 10% unemployment rate. In this economic situation, where do these firefighters think they can go now? Another town? Every town is cutting fire staff. The firefighters in North Providence realize this, and are acting wisely.
Woonsocket still has 114 firefighters, enough to keep residents safe, so why should any of us be concerned any further. I'm sure that, given the choice, most people would have had the maturity and humility to take the tiny pay cut. Certain people in this world need to learn that you don't always get your way, and the alternative can be much worse.
You guys have fun waiting for you first unemployment check.

A Quote for Today

Janeane Garofalo in Geek Monthly:

But the only thing I can say is, from experience, pursuing a life of mind through books has enhanced the quality of my life immeasurably and also on the times that I have done activist work, it has also enhanced the quality of my life.

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Favorite Places: Friendly Neighborhood Comics

Comic Book Guy moved to Bellingham!
Well, he's a guy, and he loves comic books. He's also a former lawyer and school committee member. He doesn't have a pony tail or eat pork rinds behind the counter. His name is Ernie Pelletier Jr., owner of Friendly Neighborhood Comics in Bellingham, and he's probably sick of being compared to Comic Book Guy. But I have the feeling that, once his store becomes wildly successful (which I truly believe it will be), Pelletier will have created a new, local comic-book-guy image: super-friendly, intelligent, promotor of literacy, giver of raffle tickets, rescuer of damsels... well, you get the point.

Check out the atmosphere:
It's that bright and shiny and awesome in there. The man has given Watchmen it's own section right at the door - that's my kind of welcome.
Pelletier is usually behind the counter with a smile, or you will see his equally hospitable relatives holding the fort while he's at a con (he advises that boyfrog and I skip San Diego - too celebrity-focused - and wait for New York next year).
FNC has the perfect selection for everyone: a kids section, manga, young adult, new releases, graphic novels, horror on the back wall, magazines, figures and cards, a few non-comic novels. I have my eye on the new, vintage-covered Bond books by Fleming. You've been warned.
Boyfrog gets a teacher's discount during his weekly visit (high school history. His infinite patience with teenagers baffles me). Artist Craig Rousseau was there for a signing a few weeks ago; more will surely follow.
Pelletier will hold a minimum of four new release titles per month if you sign up. He always has a raffle for something (a girl in Woonsocket won a set of tickets to see Watchmen tonight night in Boston. It should've been me!). There's also talk of a pizza place opening on one side of him, and a coffee shop on the other. I asked when I could move it. Dude thought I was kidding.
I admit - I'm new to this fan girl thing. But my whole heart is in it, and that heart resides in Neighborhood Friendly Comics.