There are some truly fantastic things in the world. Winning the lottery, organic rootbeer, hitting the winning jumpshot as the buzzer sounds...
And there's this:
There's nothing like getting books in the mail. And, what's more, free books. Booyah. One came from Jessica Bell, while the other came from:
There's something about heading out to the mailbox and finding a package... a book-shaped package. Paper! Possibly twine! The friendly smell of pages upon opening.
Maybe ebooks of the future will come with 3D holograms of mailboxes and packages that can recreate this experience. But I shall miss using my Moroccan knife to open the packages, splitting paper and tape to give me that first view of the treasure inside.
Anyone else here in love with getting books in the mail? Please say yes or I will feel strange. I find the truth is very flexible in these situations.

