For those of you already worrying about Operation Maneater’s success, have no fear there is a plan. First of all, I’m calling it Operation Maneater because “Maneater” is my favorite Hall & Oates song and has nothing to do with the love of money or being tamed by the purr of a Jaguar. However, I am deadly and will rip your world apart. Kelly might be deadly I’m not sure. You should check with her. You have been warned. Incidentally, you can read Kelly’s debrief of our first strike.
Last night while we were making fun of the two obviously single guys in the dorky hats (really boys, a fedora is not cool. Ever), Kelly and I drew up the battle plans. We are not limiting ourselves to Barnes & Noble bookstores. Mostly because Barnes & Noble blows goats. Borders is on the list, so is Magers and Quinn, and if I can con Kelly into it Big Brain Comics over on Washington. Even though the only person I’ve ever seen in there is the Comic Book Guy who owns it or works there and whom I give a nice lustful look every time I walk past his store on my way to Grumpy’s.
I threatened Kelly with an actual map of the greater Twin Cities area and thumbtacks to mark our destination. Then I told her how we’d be calling people from a Waldenbooks in some mall in Cedar Rapids. See? We had a lot of fun.
However, we have no plans at this time to branch out into the world of music stores or anything of that ilk. Though it is a good idea, it’s fraught with danger. Seeing someone pondering bad books is easily forgivable. At least they’re reading, right? But seeing someone with a Barefucking Naked Ladies or Gwen Stefani CD is a deal-breaker right off the bat. Those are the things that should not be disclosed until you’ve spent naked time under the covers together. Once you’re too entangled to want to get out. You know?
So while we appreciate the suggestions, we have a plan. We’re gonna stay the course, thousand points of light, and all that jazz.
If a fedora isn’t cool, what kind of hat is?
But as a fair warning, if you say baseball cap I will lose some respect for you.
Suggestions: DreamHaven Books on Lake. And if you are really, really brave…Phoenix Games across the street.
It’s a slight step up from the Shinders on Hennepin….
oh. yeah. dont forget Northwestern Book stores. If you’re looking at snagging a promise-keeper.
Dude, I couldn’t even walk into the Bibles section of B&N last night without getting zapped.
You obviously haven’t been to a music store in a while. I’ll save you the trouble.
They all closed. Even Tower Records is bankrupt.
Everyone blames it on the file sharers and have seemed to overlook the incredibly bad music that has been promoted the last 10-15 years.
Please see the Lupe Fiasco post above. Duh.
And like I said, I think music is volatile. I mean if I had known what crappy music you had in music, NBFB, we’d have never been friends!
(ha)
But I actually like the Bare Naked Ladies =(
Why?
I think some of their stuff is fun. Fun is good.
…and as a male I feel somehow compelled to say that I like “Bare Naked Ladies.”
I mean, I wouldn’t want to be heard saying that I *don’t*.
How do you feel about Silver Naked Ladies?
I can’t claim to be familiar. But the name does conjure images of a female version of the Silver Surfer for some reason, which does not sound bad at all ;D
It’s a Westerberg song.
Road maps and bra staps
8 tracks and mud flaps
I don’t give a damn
Cause I’m a freeI’m a free I’m a free old man
Pulled it right up
Shoot her the shadey
All that I want
Is silver naked lady