From The Department Of Not Sly
On Saturday the sun shone down so brightly on the Bay Area that it was too hard to stay inside. Roaming and marauding were the order of the day.
Yes, I know as a Californian I am supposed to feel Very Guilty about these sunny winter days we are having. I get it.
But instead of guilt, The Good Man and I went outside and basked in the sun. We decided to wander not our own neighborhood but the one just one city over.
It’s a really fun and funky block of shops and restaurants.
They day started with some chilaquilas that were rated as acceptable to me. You see, I grade Mexican food on a very tight scale. Sadly, most Californian Mexican food fails.
Once we were full to overfilled with good eats, we moved on to a really awesome bookstore that I had never been to before.
I do love bookstores. Especially local bookstores with both new and used books on the shelves. You really get a feel for a town by what is stocked on those used shelves.
As I often do in a bookstore, I wandered over to the art section. I am looking for a used copy of a particular Henri Toulouse-Lautrec book. Hope springs eternal.
This particular art book section was more eclectic than I usually find, which was great. A lot of things I hadn’t seen before.
While perusing, I found one very small section of books under the heading of “Wild, Wacky and Wonderful.”
Boy, this small collection lived up to the billing.
There were just five titles. I can’t quite remember them all. One was Toilets of the World. I recall that. Quite an interesting tome, may I add. One was the Pipe Handbook. One was the Diary of a Sword Swallower or something like that. I can’t seem to recall the other two.
As I browsed I kept walking back to that section and laughing. It was *too* perfect. Just too.
So then I decided to take an iPhone photo so I could remember what five titles were there. But how to snap a photo without incurring the wrath of the storeowners? They are sick, I’m sure, of people finding something in their store then buying it on Amazon. Snap click is a means to that end.
My intentions were good but I didn’t want to be a pain in that charming store.
Then I remembered, oh yes, that you can use the volume buttons on the iPhone to fire the shutter. I decided that I could hold the camera at about waist level and take a surreptitious snap.
I went over to the side of an aisle and thought, “Ok, I better give this a try to make sure I know how it works.”
I pushed the button and then loudly echoing through the store was the shutter sound that iPhone so helpfully adds to camera app.
You see, I always, always, always have the sound off on my phone. Always. I mean seriously, always.
Except on Friday afternoon when I was expecting (and didn’t want to miss) a call from my boss. After the call I then forgot to switch sound back off.
The shutter sound caused three people around me to snap their heads up and give me “grrrr” eyes.
Busted. Flat busted.
So there you go. I have no photo of the crazy fun titles, only my hazy memory.
And this piece of photographic art of the wrong shelves. *sigh*
Copyright © 2014 Karen Fayeth
Photo Copyright © 2014, Karen Fayeth, and subject to the Creative Commons License in the right column of this page. Taken with an iPhone5, the onboard camera app, and not a lot of guile.