Monday, April 28, 2003

A note fell out of a used book I bought. (The book is Between Meals by A.J. Liebling.) The note read:

"SWEET BRIAR COLLEGE
Memorandum

8/6/95
Another exceptionally delightful Liebling book for my good pals -----
Regards,
J.
Enjoy (just the way I get to enjoy all of those fucking bars from your local winos & brewpubs . . .)"

Noting that winos and bars seem to be logically juxtaposed, I bet this guy was writing with a soused pen. I've had the book for a couple weeks but never saw the note, it was tucked so far back into the crease. I'd guess it'd been in there for all seven and a half years. That's a little creepy to me. I feel like the note belongs to the book, and I should slip it back into the pages for the next reader to discover. Ah, J., who are you? And why all the sarcasm?