At first it was SciFi books, then chess, followed by hymnals and finally computer books. It's like what they say about smoking marijuana: The kids start with Fahrenheit 451 and before you know it they're being seduced into harder stuff like Churchill's History of WWII, Knuth's Art of Computer Programming and all 84 volumes of
Chess Informant.
When a start up hired me, they were also renting a library of hundreds of the latest computer books that I had spent all my ill gotten cyber riches upon. When armed goons told us that we had 2 hours to evacuate the building, my task was the hardest as I scrambled to load my books into milk crates. I think that some of my books are still with former coworkers that offered to hold them for me.
Now I'm mature enough to realize that what I've ever really wanted wasn't to be rich, or to control an empire, but to own my own book store. Right now it would be a small one, but full of very cool, hard to find things. I'll let you know when it opens.
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