Well, the commercial chaos and rampant consumerism that is Christmas is finally over. If I had had to listen to ONE MORE Christmas song at work, I would have snapped. I truly believe radio shows should be held accountable for the violent actions of people forced to listen to Jingle Bell Rock over and over and over again for more than a month. As should those asshats that play the “Oh, my wife bought me a new car for Christmas” commercials. Are they seriously trying to make us feel guilty if we can’t go out and buy our spouse a new Lexus? Anyways, I digress.
I am a traditionalist when it comes to reading. I prefer a nice, solid, papery-smelling book in my hand to some electronic gadget with no soul. I love the way a book feels, the sound of the pages turning, the artwork on the cover and on the pages. I have accumulated an enormous quantity of books. They are on shelves, packed in boxes, stacked next to the computer and scattered under my bed; they are my friends. Well, my friends are now jealous, as I have received a Kindle for Christmas. I was actually very surprised, as I hadn’t asked for one, but there it was, daring me to step into the digital realm. At first, I was excited, then suspicious. My husband gave it to me and he does almost nothing without purpose. While I was plugging it in to charge, the schemer commented, “Now you’ll be able to put all of your books on there and we’ll have more room.” Wait just a minute- back the truck up! Did he just suggest that I could now get RID of my books, my babies?? Replace them with some cold, unfeeling machine? I don’t think so! Cue Bugs Bunny: “He don’t know me vewy well, do he?”
Now, I am perfectly willing to use the Kindle for some things, like for traveling, sitting in the waiting room, etc, but I WILL continue to buy real books, especially those of my favorite authors. I have downloaded lots of free books, mostly classics, that I wouldn’t have shelled out the bucks to own in paper form. I’ll admit, the Kindle is handy, portable, and the battery lasts forever between charges, BUT I refuse to replace my books with an e-reader. I consider it a supplement. So, if my dear hubby thinks he can take my books, I’ll tell him he can pry them from my cold, dead hands. Hehe. Happy New Year, everyone. Be safe!
watch out – you might still hear christmas music at work even after the new year!
Noooooooooooo!
Hark hear the bells….
I couldn’t give up my books, either! Looking at a screen too long kind of hurts my eyes. Call me old fashioned, but I prefer reading a “traditional” book! Thanks for sharing.
Traditional books are much sturdier, too.
Honestly, I could copy and paste this post–I feel the same way! EReaders don’t smell right, and probably wouldn’t survive if you dropped them in the bathtub, either.
My friend has a running bet that my Kindle won’t last 6 months, as I will either drop it, leave it on the roof of my car and drive off, give it an involuntary bath or lose it. She’s probably right.