Procuring a stash of good literature was the easy part. Colby boasts an extensive library full of books, movies, periodicals and most importantly, books-on-tape. Nestled between its peers of technologies of yesterday, I found a two- to three-hundred cassette collection of audio books and filled my backpack with anything I fancied.
In the dining halls, through the quad and on the 1.4 mile jaunt to and from school, I walk along with the disconnected yet pleasant grin of a post-lobotomy patient. Instead of listening to the Top Gun soundtrack on repeat, as I expect Warren or a heavily medicated psychiatric patient would, I am captivated by the words of Jack London, F. Scott Fitzgerald, William Faulkner or Ernest Hemingway through the headphones of my Presidian portable cassette player.
Finding a working cassette player, however, was a task for the intrepid. I spent the better half of Sunday searching through strip malls inquiring about the whereabouts of this once common technology. I almost gave up when the fine people at Walmart told me to go fish. I finally found one at a small thrift shop. Since Sunday, I have crushed The Great Gatsby, The Old Man and the Sea, and The Call of the Wild and am now working on Bill Bryson's A Walk in the Woods. Being in my own world is fun.
Here are some more links,
Books on Tape (Picasa),
Presidan Cassette Player.