{"id":718,"date":"2016-03-24T23:08:02","date_gmt":"2016-03-24T23:08:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/?p=718"},"modified":"2016-03-25T23:47:53","modified_gmt":"2016-03-25T23:47:53","slug":"daily-cosmonaut-artifacts-in-hood-river","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/2016\/03\/daily-cosmonaut-artifacts-in-hood-river\/","title":{"rendered":"Daily Cosmonaut #18: Artifacts of Hood River"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"IMG_0625\"On a rainy day in the year 2000 I received a phone call from a man desperately trying to convince me to let him come visit Microcosm\u2019s warehouse. Microcosm\u2019s warehouse at the time was a 12×6\u2019 room in the basement of my home and doubled as my office. A little nervous, I agreed but made him wait in my living room while I grabbed everything. It would be difficult for both of us to fit in the Microcosm room without first removing my desk. Tom bought over 90% of the zines and books that I had in stock. He also asked about many things that I was sold out of. I had to literally reorder everything that week. <\/span><\/p>\n

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I figured that I\u2019d never hear from him again but a month later he called, asking to come back. This time I let him join me in the Microcosm room. Despite being 6\u20197\u201d, Tom did not bat an eye at having to crouch under the ceiling that I had built to be exactly 6\u20194\u201d over my head, so I would only have to dodge the bare light bulbs. Tom again bought almost everything and this cycle continues sixteen years later. Only now he visits our store weekly and still leaves a lack of books in his wake.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

You see, Tom refuses to use the Internet. Hell, he refuses to even <\/span>look<\/span><\/i> at a screen. He lives in a cabin in the woods without electricity or running water. His neighbor criticizes him for having a store-bought plastic cooler. Even as modern books couting has evolved into an Internet hunt, Tom has remained refreshingly analog, just like books. He claims that even Aaron Cometbus, a longtime holdout against using computers, finally gave in and expresses regret to Tom for doing so. <\/span><\/p>\n

Tom is clearly inspired by the book hunt and his built a weekly routine of coming into the city every Wednesday and buying books. He constantly sends customers our way for an \u201cauthentic Portland experience\u201d and brings us freshly picked huckleberries from the woods. Tom\u2019s ethics and routines are a firm reminder of why we do the things that we do at Microcosm: to create resources for people who don\u2019t have access to them otherwise so they can change their lives for the better. And while his bookstore, Artifacts<\/a> in Hood River, has gradually been treated more and more like a gift shoppe for windsurfing tourists, we can still achieve our missions together. Perhaps it\u2019s the perfect irony that Tom will never be able to read this love note.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

On a rainy day in the year 2000 I received a phone call from a man desperately trying to convince me to let him come visit Microcosm\u2019s warehouse. Microcosm\u2019s warehouse at the time was a 12×6\u2019 room in the basement of my home and doubled as my office. A little nervous, I agreed but made… Read more »<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[10,20],"class_list":["post-718","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-blogifesto","tag-bookstores","tag-daily-cosmonaut"],"my_excerpt":"\"IMG_0625\"On a rainy day in the year 2000 I received a phone call from a man desperately trying to convince me to let him come visit Microcosm\u2019s warehouse. Microcosm\u2019s warehouse at the time was a 12x6\u2019 room in the basement of my home and doubled as my office. A little nervous, I agreed but made him wait in my living room while I grabbed everything. It would be difficult for both of us to fit in the Microcosm room without first removing my desk. Tom bought over 90% of the zines and books that I had in stock. He also asked about many things that I was sold out of. I had to literally reorder everything that week. <\/span>\r\n\r\n \r\n\r\nI figured that I\u2019d never hear from him again but a month later he called, asking to come back. This time I let him join me in the Microcosm room. Despite being 6\u20197\u201d, Tom did not bat an eye at having to crouch under the ceiling that I had built to be exactly 6\u20194\u201d over my head, so I would only have to dodge the bare light bulbs. Tom again bought almost everything and this cycle continues sixteen years later. Only now he visits our store weekly and still leaves a lack of books in his wake.<\/span>\r\n\r\n \r\n\r\nYou see, Tom refuses to use the Internet. Hell, he refuses to even <\/span>look<\/span><\/i> at a screen. He lives in a cabin in the woods without electricity or running water. His neighbor criticizes him for having a store-bought plastic cooler. Even as modern books couting has evolved into an Internet hunt, Tom has remained refreshingly analog, just like books. He claims that even Aaron Cometbus, a longtime holdout against using computers, finally gave in and expresses regret to Tom for doing so. <\/span>\r\n\r\nTom is clearly inspired by the book hunt and his built a weekly routine of coming into the city every Wednesday and buying books. He constantly sends customers our way for an \u201cauthentic Portland experience\u201d and brings us freshly picked huckleberries from the woods. Tom\u2019s ethics and routines are a firm reminder of why we do the things that we do at Microcosm: to create resources for people who don\u2019t have access to them otherwise so they can change their lives for the better. And while his bookstore, Artifacts<\/a> in Hood River, has gradually been treated more and more like a gift shoppe for windsurfing tourists, we can still achieve our missions together. Perhaps it\u2019s the perfect irony that Tom will never be able to read this love note.<\/span>","my_excerpt_rendered":"

\"IMG_0625\"On a rainy day in the year 2000 I received a phone call from a man desperately trying to convince me to let him come visit Microcosm\u2019s warehouse. Microcosm\u2019s warehouse at the time was a 12×6\u2019 room in the basement of my home and doubled as my office. A little nervous, I agreed but made him wait in my living room while I grabbed everything. It would be difficult for both of us to fit in the Microcosm room without first removing my desk. Tom bought over 90% of the zines and books that I had in stock. He also asked about many things that I was sold out of. I had to literally reorder everything that week. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I figured that I\u2019d never hear from him again but a month later he called, asking to come back. This time I let him join me in the Microcosm room. Despite being 6\u20197\u201d, Tom did not bat an eye at having to crouch under the ceiling that I had built to be exactly 6\u20194\u201d over my head, so I would only have to dodge the bare light bulbs. Tom again bought almost everything and this cycle continues sixteen years later. Only now he visits our store weekly and still leaves a lack of books in his wake.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

You see, Tom refuses to use the Internet. Hell, he refuses to even <\/span>look<\/span><\/i> at a screen. He lives in a cabin in the woods without electricity or running water. His neighbor criticizes him for having a store-bought plastic cooler. Even as modern books couting has evolved into an Internet hunt, Tom has remained refreshingly analog, just like books. He claims that even Aaron Cometbus, a longtime holdout against using computers, finally gave in and expresses regret to Tom for doing so. <\/span><\/p>\n

Tom is clearly inspired by the book hunt and his built a weekly routine of coming into the city every Wednesday and buying books. He constantly sends customers our way for an \u201cauthentic Portland experience\u201d and brings us freshly picked huckleberries from the woods. Tom\u2019s ethics and routines are a firm reminder of why we do the things that we do at Microcosm: to create resources for people who don\u2019t have access to them otherwise so they can change their lives for the better. And while his bookstore, Artifacts<\/a> in Hood River, has gradually been treated more and more like a gift shoppe for windsurfing tourists, we can still achieve our missions together. Perhaps it\u2019s the perfect irony that Tom will never be able to read this love note.<\/span><\/p>\n","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/718","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=718"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/718\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":725,"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/718\/revisions\/725"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=718"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=718"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=718"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}