At one this afternoon I was at the Boston Book Fair and also the print fair, where Megan and I looked at, for example, an eleven-thousand dollar first edition of Dune. We got a 19th century print from Japan, but it was, let’s say, in the three-figure range. Closer to the two-figure range.
Then, on to The New England Motorcycle Expo, which had a decidedly different tone. As in, The New Jersey Bikini Team was there. I got to sit on a twelve thousand dollar motorcycle. They didn’t let me sit on the twelve thousand dollar copy of “Valley of the Dolls,” I’ll tell you that much.
Plus, the lemonade stand at the book fair had a sign about not going near books with lemonade, whereas the lemondade stand at the motorcycle fair had a sign about how for two dollars extra you could have your lemonade with vodka in it.
Secretly Ironic 