Brief follow-up to my post about life in the library before I talk about something else. Today was comparatively low-key at work, but I want to remember the man who came over to the desk because I smiled at him. I was doing my regular try-to-look-friendly-and-approachable thing even though he looked like he was passing by rather than heading for ( Read more... )

I came by my office this evening to use the computer (since my home computer is temporarily off-line). Just as I was wrapping things up to head out I suddenly found myself being dive-bombed by a bat. We have a bat who lives in our building despite our staff's occasional efforts to evict it. I've seen it on my floor before, but it never occurred ( Read more... )

When I was a little kid, my parents were great. I say this not to brag, but because I often have to remind myself of it in the wake of the psycho, annoying crap they started to pull when I was about eleven. (As an adult, I can see that that later stuff was all about them being unhappy, fallible human beings with issues. Fair enough. But it sucked ( Read more... )