While I’ll likely be first in line for a trip down Memory Lane, taking a right on Nostalgia Boulevard, I have to say, my electronic book is not only the way of the future (the future is now!), but it is also a welcome replacement for so-called tree books. This has no bearing whatsoever on the eminent downfall of the print industry in general. That’s just sad. A-boo! Here’s the thing. The smell of books gives me the overwhelming feeling that I am going to poop my pants. I don’t know if it’s the manufacturing/treatment of the paper or the binding glue. I’m sure you can imagine what putting a Starbucks into Barnes & Noble does to me.
I went there.