Dec 03, 2010 00:27
The library is quiet.
Quiet and calm and smells of paper and dust and y e s t e r d a y.
I find it quite pleasant.
The children are quite pleasant as well.
Though their literature, upon occasion, contains rather befuddling situations.
For example:
Is the more relevant question of the novel the rightfully desired consumption of questionably-hued breakfast foods (specifically eggs and ham)
or
the apparent acceptance of forceful abduction via several differing modes of transportation and involving a great number of (potentially similarly abducted) animals?
I will admit, I find myself puzzled.
(Though the rhyming isn't particularly objectionable.)