The Neighbourhood Bookstore and Cafe

A Twitter thread about someone who was too high to remember the name for Pringles inspires others to share their mental lapses (plus some from an older thread)

This might be interesting to those of you who’ve read the wonderful Stegner:

Just a heads up, if you’re looking for games for Christmas and need any help, (now that the Neighbourhood isn’t selling them) I highly recommend Gameknight games and their helpful staff! They have an Xmas deal on as well.

Heaven. I actually think this is the Strand Bookstore in the 80s....

https://boingboing.net//powells-books-is-now-selling-perfu

So I have never been one that said stay the fuck home. I hate the insipid tone and I have always been a more flies with honey type person. That being said, ...I implore you to read this open letter to Pallister which almost 200 local doctors of varying specialties have signed - which to me reads as yet another plea that cannot continue to fall on deaf ears. When Owen joined his worried colleagues and signed his name as a critical care/internal medicine doctor, he was healthy. As I write this? He is not. He has been diagnosed with Covid and is confined to the basement to isolate as myself and the kids are awaiting our test results. Owen works out everyday. EVERYDAY. He is more healthy at 44 than most 20 year olds and yet he can barely sit upright. He is weak. He is suffering and this happened with symptoms starting yesterday and a rapid test to confirm the diagnosis that came in last night. Me and the kids? We were told our results would most likely be within 3 days but maybe up to 5. Ridiculous. This virus is no joke whether you can demographically expect to recover or not. So, no I won’t tell you to stay the fuck home. But what I will say is that I didn’t have to wait for public health to inform our bubble. I had to tell one friend and some family members. 5 people all together. On behalf of the kids? 4 in total. Please PLEASE stay home. Take this seriously. My heart aches for the fact that my husband (and go ahead and barf, but he is also my best friend) is alone in the effing basement with a virus that he has seen the full trajectory of its destruction. He knows what could happen. To himself and to us. How scary must that be? And I am in a different space leaving him food from behind a door. Words of encouragement via text in the same house. The thought of this being my mom or in laws that could get sick but we can’t visit and are less likely to recover? Unbearable. Just please stay home. We need to curb this now. And if the government can’t guide us, just know I am terrified. Owen is scared. And we don’t want you to go through this. We were very careful, yet here we still are and it sucks. Please stay home. See more

102 years ago today, public health officials were losing the influenza pandemic battle in Winnipeg. This Trib story of Oct. 29, 1918 could have been written tod...ay. At that point: Total cases 1,401; Recovered 240; Still in treatment 1,601; Deaths 40. Almost all new cases were by community spread and impacted apartment dwellers. They centred in the North End and spread as far south as Broadway. Several city employees and five soldiers were among the new cases.

Just in time for Halloween, it’s William Burroughs hatchet pumpkin time.

My God, if there’s a book store I love, it’s this one. I have found more things that I treasure to this day here than anywhere else. Please take a moment to read!

Hi, sorry, I was just reposting from their page but it’s 185 Carlton, near the convention centre.

Hello Instagram! We're Leakey's, Scotland's largest secondhand bookshop. We have over 100 000 books and we sell prints and maps too. We've got some exciting things happening on this page over the next few weeks, so give us a follow! Instagram.com/leakeysbookshop

Book Porn (The Maria Laach monastery library):

Mural piece by @pejac_art Valdecilla Hospital-Santander Spain From the artist:... SOCIAL DISTANCING is a trompe l'oeil intervention that creates an illusion of a deep gaping crevice on a rigid surface of a cement wall. Made from countless human silhouettes that are trying to escape it, I wanted to represent the wound that this pandemic has left and do it as a tribute to health workers for their respect and solidarity towards the victims. While the image serves as a metaphor for the damage done by the pandemic, it also literally proposes Social Distancing as a way to fix them. In between the large crowd I included scenes of reunion, empathy, care, and love, suggesting a door to a better, hopeful future. #Pejac #Valdecilla #HUMV #strenghtproject #santander #mural #covid

this was a coffeehouse I was hoping to hang in after the ‘Hood closed:

Bird is the word.

Third year running that they’ve sent me this after I no longer own the building. I politely correct them every time. I guess it’s nice to be remembered.....

William S Burroughs, Carol Kauffman, Terry Southern, Jean Genet, Allen Ginsberg, Chicago August 28, 1968. Esquire Magazine had commissioned them to write about ...the the 1968 Democratic Convention. Genet, who had to sneak across the border from Canada, was a last minute replacement for Samuel Becket. See more

https://lithub.com/for-the-love-of-mail-letter-writing-in/

Interesting. I tried to share this because I thought it was of community concern and then I was greeted by a FB page that asked me if I was aware of the content. I agreed to the content and then it took me to my post but wouldn’t let me make it public. This is my 10 minutes later workaround. https://thehill.com//513661-florida-confirmed-9000-new-cov