I've stopped reading the sports pages -- at all. I glance at the headlines, that's about it. I've also stopped reading the 'People' style sections -- because I don't watch 'reality' shows, I don't recognize any of the names. Not proud of my ignorance, just saying.
It can be hard sometimes to visualize a point. I find that saying I pay 2.00 a foot rent in downtown Bend never resonates much with out of town storekeepers until I multiply it times their sq. ft. Then their eyes grow wide.
Linda has been saying for some time, now: "We get nearly 200 books a day in trade!" Most people shrug it off -- doesn't sound like all that much. Just as an experiment, I counted the books in the display table in front of the store -- 5 ft. long, with three rows of books -- and it came to exactly 200 books. So, about 15 linear ft. of books per day. When Linda stacks that number of books on her sorting table, it's like she disappears behind a great wall.
Just to keep score. Yesterday was our second slowest day of the year. Thanks, downtown promotions!
Check out Jasper's blog, Otter Space Pirate, for his take on things; I swear I didn't try to influence him.
I'll say it again, especially since the Bulletin has an article about just how "local" the Farmer's Market really isn't -- these events aren't put on for the benefit of local merchants, even if local merchants buy into the notion.
That's manifested by the way they set up; with just a little thoughtfulness, they could set their booths up in a non-disruptive way. But since it doesn't matter to them, they are usually pretty careless. I try to tell the workers that if they would just move something a couple of feet, but they ignore me.
Saturday, there was a huge truck and trailer parked across the sidewalk on Bond. I called the liaison officer, and he agreed that it was parked illegally, and got it moved. Simple -- if you can just get a guy with a uniform to ask. Unnecessary with a little bit of foresight.
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