I want to be your girl.—Happy Feet
This article appears in Nov 4-10, 2010.
Yes baby
Leave a comment
Subscribe to our newsletter
Be the first to know about breaking news, articles, and updates.
Be the first to know about breaking news, articles, and updates.
The Coast | News, events, restaurants, concerts and Burger Week for Halifax, Nova Scotia
Home of the Best of Halifax Reader's Choice Awards, the award-winning independent newspaper covers the Halifax news, politics, events, concerts, movies, restaurants, and nightlife scene.
33 Comments
Awww, nice. Best wishes!
Woof Woof!. Lovin’ the new Monty pic LaRoseNoire. Has he been dining on some of Suckulous’ old frozen venison?. Yum Yum
i think that’s riley but i haven’t had my second cuppa…aah who cares it’s a happy dog visage^^
OMFG! The awesome Paingirl just visited with enough Halloween candy to put 300 Spartans into diabetic shock. And the staff of a certain downtown establishment have converted to pagan worship of “The Mother of All Longhounds”
Today is a good day to SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
save some for your beloved❥
I’d say the odds are higher of me finding Bin Laden hiding somewhere in the stacks.>; ) Yeah, she’s getting her share of the swag.
Next time you’re in I’ll give you the unoffical tour – show ya where all the bodies are buried.
Mwuhahahahahaha!
i’m sure sobova would forgive you if you snarfed it, you have a long day ahead of you. i will linger longer next time^^
I’ll show you the dreaded……SECRET DOOR *Organ Crescendo*
Gettin close to Heineken time for your crew. RAWK!
like this?
http://cherylrainfield.com/blog/wp-content…
Mais Oui.
What a bitchin’ day I had yesterday. First, I got to meet Painey and then last night Maude and her little guy came by the establishment. They got to see the secret door.
Big♥Mouse Ears♥ All Around. RAWK!
another tres cool avatar Ivan 😉
You wuz my muse on this one Hugo – You are the King of the Avatars and I don’t mean those big blue flying hippies from the movie.
It was lovely to meet you Ivan, and the boy was uber impressed with the secret door. 🙂
all those books were overwhelmingly awesome…reading rawks
I love your shop, I’m not decided, I’ve gotta get in there on a Saturday. If I”m not brave enough to introduce myself, maybe I will be the second time around. :~)
Rawk!
Well, Painey did it the right way. She just came right in and asked “Which one is Ivan?”
And because she was carrying treats everybody said “I’m Ivan” “No, I’m Ivan”
all except for me. I said “I’m Spartacus” *sigh* I’m so lame >: (
well if the big guy hadn’t asked what he could help me with i was going to make roo rawk scree type noises…i was afraid i might get the boot tho^^^
Not really any different than the normal, standard ,garden variety Saturday Clientele – or the staff after 6:00 for that matter. *Squak*.
Evil sidekick and I didn’t get our beer. The winebar was packed to the gunnels so I had to settle for a rainy walk home and a cold red stripe in my PJs. Miss the old Granite – never a problem getting a seat, didn’t have to run a steroid fueled gauntlet of rugby player bouncers, could converse without using Aldis Lamps. And that old Lunatic Broth went down real easy. Sad Rawk >: (
Maude’s wee bairnie is cute as a bug; and infinitely better behaved than the miscreants she has to ride herd on here. >: )
Aww, thanks Ivan, I think he’s pretty cute too, but I’m biased. I’m surprised you found him behaved though, with all the jumping… we were both kind of in awe of all the books – as I have been the other times I’ve been in. We’ll likely be back again before too long. Well I will anyway, with that other award. 🙂
A secret door, you say? Okay I definitely need to drop by some time. 🙂
if you love books like i do brendon it’s nirvana
Mr. Ivan only works there on Saturdays though, right??
yes ralman (teehee) that’s what my spies tell me. he works for dunder-mifflin through the week
I’m generally a fan of books and reading but I find I don’t really have time to read these days. I tend to allocate my leisure time to other uses.
It’s still totally worth the experience, brendon – like something out of another world. From a review posted on their site:
J.W. Doull’s is a second-hand bookstore that is a dark and musty extravaganza of disorganization. Chaos theory originated here. Without doubt Mr.Doull has the most liberal immigration policy for used books this writer has ever seen. It is something out of Dickens.
The bookshelves stretch interminably upward, stuffed beyond all decency with all kinds of books. Shelves hang over doorways, or stand towering in the centre of rooms. There are books in boxes waiting to be stacked in the bursting shelves. Evidently they will wait a long time. There are paperbacks in stacks lining a stairway that leads inevitably to more books. ‘Ah, The Complete History of Scotland in twenty-seven volumes, just what I need.’ The proprietor has an untamed grey beard and a bookish look. It is as if he has become part of this parallel world, staid and learned and yet somehow, perpetually on the verge of total disorder. You will never find what you’re looking for here, but you’re sure to find something good.
Oh Man I ♥Mouse Ear♥ youse guyz. >: ) The siblings this only child never had.
yes, my long lost younger brother ivan…screee
I never said I wasn’t going to go. I was just saying that I don’t get to read as much as I would like to. 🙁
you’re so young sweet thang…you go and have fun but tell us about it^^
I successfully acquired the book I was looking for in there once…
though I didn’t particularly have anything else to do that entire day.
i think i could live in there. an indoor treehouse would work too^^
Th next time you visit; I’ll show you where a street skell took that notion to an illogical extreme.
Candles in a bookstore = Party Foul of biblical proportion >: 0.
And Zedman is right – best to make a day of it.