Apparently the chair of the library board felt it necessary to call the police on members of the public (not union members) who refused to leave the library board meeting this evening. They wouldn't go on grounds that they didn't trust the library board to conduct business "in camera" (out of public sight) in the best interests of the library and its users.
I think I found my role in life, today. Four people asked when they'd see me next because their back or shoulders hurt. So, I exist because some people are too cheap to pay for a massage.
This is better than when I previously convinced myself my role in the universe was sitting at tables beside people and not throttling them while they speak into a mic.
A True Life Etch-a-Skeksi Story might just be the best moment of my week, just so you know. That has to be the only way to improve 'A True Life Skeksi Story.'
The new Peter and the Wolf was pretty good, with some nice movement on the wolf, but they leave the duck dead. It's one thing to kill a character, quite another to retell a story and not bring a character back when they're supposed to be.
I really really need to have one of these rumballs. Possibly more than one.
I'm still working on a giant bag of animal crackers, even after the disappointment that came with realizing there's only one animal (he's a rhinhorseycamel).
I have just noticed that the same bottle appears all over MASH for at least two different seasons... and I have no idea what it is. Dark bottle, blue and gold label. My alkie-fu is just fail fail fail.
Or it's just something the props folks banged together for the show.
That could well be it. Unfortunately, I can't find a picture of the bottle in question or that scene, online. Well, life wouldn't be worth living if all the mysteries were solved.
Hi! I've had too much wine and there was fresh Superman today. It's the last night of cat-sitting and I dream only of lying in bed with the Accomplice into the long, dark hours.
