Resulting geeky-cool moment No. 1: who was finishing a reading-signing appearance at Powell's? Salman Rushdie. I'd heard of that, and then completely forgotten it. But there he was, calm and smiling as he greeted fans. I didn't join the line; it would've felt like party crashing. I was content with a brush with a gentle man who has lived for 20 years with the threat of being killed for who he is. And that's a little mind-blowing. To the point I kept thinking the much less harrowing thought Whoa; he moved in the same circles as Douglas Adams.
Resulting geeky-cool moment No. 2: what was on the Horror shelves? A pre-revising paperback edition of The Stand by Stephen King. 1988 printing, it looks like, and it's in decent shape for being 20 years old (about the same length of time since the fatwa was declared against Rushdie, in fact), and I snapped it up. I even did a bit of a happy dance. (The last copy I saw of that original text of The Stand was a first hardcover printing in a locked cabinet at the downtown Powell's, marked at $100 even with water damage. I didn't buy that one.)
blubeagle? After I read this copy, I'm sending it to you. I've planned for over a year to do that. Part 1 of that plan obviously took a while; Part 2 will be quicker.