Sorry,
this contest ended May 22nd
But don't fret - this month's
more modest contest
is just as much a kick in the pants!

enter to
WIN $1000 IN BOOKS!
 two runners-up will each win $100 in books

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because if you do not enter, you will not
WIN $1000 IN BOOKS
and that would be a shame.
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What would you do with a $1000 credit?

Last year, we asked staff members that same question and compiled our own answer. We chose 70 books (from $1.50 to $75). To enter the contest, entrants were expected to guess the total number of pages in those books. The answer was 22,142.

This year, the guy responsible for counting pages went on vacation, so you don't have to guess nothing. Just enter your email address below for a chance to win a $1000 credit at Powells.com.


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Sorry,
this contest
ended May 22nd!

 
THE FINE PRINT: Powell's employees and members of their immediate family are not eligible. Duh. The winner must be at least eighteen years old because young people have plenty to be smug about already without winning this contest. Furthermore, the person who wins should like books. Surely you can understand what a drag it would be if the winner replied to our congratulatory notice by saying something like, "Oh, I thought you guys sold CDs, too. No? Just books? But I don't like to read." Then we find out the winner is the guy from the back of your English class who always swore he'd read the assignment yet could never identify the story's setting. ("No, Richard," Miss Piligian would reply - she had the patience of an angel, Miss Piligian did - "The Scarlet Letter was not set in Salinas, California.") Richard tells us, "I didn't think I'd win," explaining that he'd only entered in the hope that by not winning his odds would be that much better for the next drawing he tried, the Tri-State Pick-6 maybe, or next month's raffle at the Fish and Game.

"What are you saying?" Charlie asks him now - Charlie, he works in Marketing, and he's fuming at this point - "that you'd rather we give you a bucket of worms than a thousand dollars worth of books?"

"Nightcrawlers?" Richard asks. Which is all it takes. Charlie shakes his head, grabs the dog-eared copy of Robert Pirsig off his desk, and bolts for the door. The rest of us just stand there all quiet, biting our lips. Talk about a letdown. And this is the way The Fine Print ends, not with a bang but a whimper.  For official contest rules, click here.

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