I managed to make it to Goodwill and sell some books at the Hawthorne branch of Powells today. The guy buying my books took so long that the other buyer met with at least three other individuals before I was done. I have a lot of books left over - I plan to save them up and give a pile to Title Wave, the bookstore that raises money for the Multnomah County library system. A lot of them might end up in the Friends of the Library booksale, which is where they started out before they ended up in my store. The circle of life for a book.
I've been reading a book by Jon Ronson, The Psychopath Test. I'm finding that I've already heard a few of his anecodotes from the book on This American Life, but there's a lot more to it. Mainly it's about what personality traits make a true psychopath and where one can find them in society. Not too surprisingly, psychiatrists who have made this their focus of study believe that some of the top corporate leaders and politicians are bona fide Patrick Batemans. Not in the homicidal sense, but they approach work as though they were preying on weaker animals. I can think of a couple people I've met that might fit this description, but don't worry, if you are reading this you are not one of them. Probably.
Instead of another boring pic of my basement, I'm putting here a little collage I made of stuff that I sold on eBay earlier this year. This should brighten up your day: