Our annual outdoor book sale, held Saturday, went very well. The weather was sunny and gorgeous - maybe a given for other parts of the country at the end of July, but rain is always possible in Seattle. We had a steady stream of customers the entire time. Michael, a friend from the local thrift store, commented that never had he seen so many "sale" signs on the neighborhood telephone poles. Armed with a staple gun, Sean, Troy, and I were a match for the local band poster installers, putting up 200 photocopied signs ("free lemonade, beer, panties!"), as well as a couple dozen hand-lettered signs and re-purposed real estate condo sandwich boards (those sign boards are actually illegal in Seattle, but the law is unenforced).
Sean's father, Bert, who was in town to celebrate his 86th birthday was our trusty cashier.
We visited with neighbors, friends, old customers from our brick-and-mortar, former employees, local artists and writers, and many people who were new to Pistil. By the end of the day, we had made a dent in the more than a thousand books put out for the sale, there was more room on our shelves for new stock, and Sean and I were off to the beach.
Thanks to Tim, Michele, Troy, and Bert!
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