Two days ago we visited the site of the invention of the machine that makes my business possible.
Daily Whip Out: "The Godfather of Texas Boogie, Billy Gibbons of ZZ Top?
No, Wait, This Is Supposed to Be Johannes Gutenberg,
The Founder of The Printing Press"
On a related note, my son Thomas bought a punk rock CD by a German group called Tooten-hoozen (that is my phonetic spelling). Great sounding name, wish I could say the same for the tunes. We almost went to a Punk Rodeo but it was too far to go in a day.
But I digress.
Many experts currently predict the demise of our business, but I have to tell you, being in Paris on the Avenue of Comix (there is an intersection of several streets south of the Notre Dame on Saint Germaine where a gaggle of comic book stores thrive), and seeing young people standing in line to buy comics—many of them Westerns!—is a joy to behold. Down the street at Shakespeare And Company, they actually have a doorman-bouncer at the door with a line of people waiting to get inside, a BOOKSTORE! This makes me so happy, I am almost weeping as I type this.
BBB paying homage to The Man Who Made Magazines Possible:
the bust of Johannes Gutenberg outside the Gutenberg Museum in Mainz, Germany
"Everybody's crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man."
—Billy Gibbons, ZZ Top
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