A book is a tour guide. You, whether you’ve realized this yet, are a tourist—silly you in a fanny pack and too much sunscreen. So little old book is showing you the sights, telling you the history and the romance of such a magnificent marvel while you let your jaw dangle two inches off the ground and gawk in utter amazement of how such beauty could be captured. But then there’s that potbellied beer guzzler a wife tugged onto the bus so someone can take the pictures. He’s licking his thumb and scrubbing his shirt to remove the stain that was probably acquired by that hot dog he had shoveled into his face with painful force. Ugh. Next stop: World’s largest beer can. Wow. How the fudge-cakes did this end up in your tour? Yeah, you hear the tour guide prattle on and watch as Mr. Shortn’Porky squats in front of the can and lifts arms over head to make it look like he’s holding it in the picture his wife is reluctantly taking. Boy, what a pair.
I guess it’s whatever gets your motor going, so to speak. While you enjoy the simple company of a beautifully written book, someone else nearly forgets their beer sitting beside them because the new NASCAR magazine’s monthly subscription just came in the mail. Same concept applies to what you read on—ebooks, cell phone apps, magazines, or even, gasp, a book! I mean, come on peeps, do you really think Neanderthals were all, “Oh, aweaffu! Rjsseac, Kindle! Ewacjy dfkbh erhj vrgh!” Yeah, I didn’t think so. They probably would’ve stuck in in their mouths and made a cave drawing of it. The way we’ve read has changed several times, I mean the poor Egyptians that carried stone slabs and let’s all just say, ew, stretched animal hide? Come on, they must’ve had a better idea. But this new innovation in book reading is just that, and ready or not—the future’s coming.
