Tuesday, October 25, 2005
big stack of paper.
A few days ago I got a bag full of Houston telephone books. It was a surprise because I thought that you actually had to purchase a phone number to get one. That has been my experience, anyway. But more than a surprise it has been just plain weird. I grew up having only one phone book. All the cities of northwest Arkansas fit in just one phonebook that never had to be separated into A-L and M-Z. It doesn't seem normal to have the Adams in a separate book from the Smiths.
But I guess I use the Internet to look up numbers anyway. So now maybe I have an additional kitchen stool?