tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546017.post8482213942440916844..comments2023-12-22T10:17:24.280-05:00Comments on Bookpuddle: Chances Are...Ciprianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00254338542624853230noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546017.post-39201732557418209692009-09-29T15:02:39.453-04:002009-09-29T15:02:39.453-04:00I agree with Stefanie. No better place to be. I he...I agree with Stefanie. No better place to be. I heard once of a person being married in a library. That would be fun. :)Erin in Bostonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02126848857633060909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546017.post-31281995601384190942009-09-29T09:17:10.458-04:002009-09-29T09:17:10.458-04:00Hey... there are worse places to be when you kick ...Hey... there are worse places to be when you kick the proverbial bucket. I'd just hate to got right in the middle of a novel. If you're lucky, it'll happen just when you're closing the book, stopping to think about what you just read but before the anxiety hits of what you'll read next.<br />Now that is a beautiful death!<br />C.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546017.post-27063956476691296982009-09-29T09:11:32.014-04:002009-09-29T09:11:32.014-04:00Ah Cip, you crack me up. Do you think that if you ...Ah Cip, you crack me up. Do you think that if you revealed how much time you spent in bookstores any of your bookish readers would be shocked? And if you are in a bookstore when the scythe falls, what better place to be? I hope you are allowed one last sip of coffee and to finsih reading the sentence you are in the middle of before the lights dim :)Stefaniehttp://somanybooksblog.comnoreply@blogger.com