I bought a slew of pulp paperbacks yesterday for a quarter apiece and among them was this nugget of 1970's cheesy goodness:
The little old lady at the counter began to ring me up and when she saw this book she kind of squealed. "Harold Robbins!" She said, "You know this book will be racy, right?"
I smiled and I told her, "Oh I'm sure it is. Robbins writes that kind of thing. But I'm not going to read it. I'm buying it for the cover. I'm going to scan it and put it online."
She seemed relieved. "Well, if you do decide to read it, just remember I told you it was going to be racy!"
She needn't have worried because after I scanned the cover, I shredded the pages of the book and I'm going to spread the shredded remains of it and some of the other books I bought yesterday over my garden plot. The thin layer of shredded paper will keep the weeds down and it will decompose into the soil when I turn it this fall. I'm sure Harold Robbins would be glad to know that this copy of his book was put to good use.
8 comments:
The circle of life!
Hello, Harold? Your book is fertilizer.
Kudos, Dr. Monkey, for finding the highest and best use for a Harold Robbins, um, book?
Excellent use of all parts of a Harold Robbins book.
Your own goddam buffalo.
Bravo, Monkey! Who knew that anything by Harold Robbins could end up bringing some good into the world?
I guess it was going to be manure either way.
you know, people sell old book pages on ebay... lots of people buy them for use in scrapbooking and other crafts! but i like the mulch idea too.
Smut! That's what I remember the librarian at the Rising Sun library calling Harold Robbins books.
SMUT!
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