It's Official

People don't care anymore. I saw a young woman in workout clothes on the Metro tonight carrying a small tote bag (about 6x6x4) stuffed with her street clothes. She was also carrying a plastic produce bag with her coffee mug, dirty dishes and her bra. Yes, her bra. It was tan and padded and, I would estimate, a 36B. It wasn't so big that she couldn't have stuffed it her little tote (which was very not cute, by the way). Why did she have to put it in the clear plastic bag for the world to see? I hope she has "gym bag" on her holiday wish list in big letters.

Suckers!

I do not have what could be described as the best library record. Before the advent of computers, whenever I had too many overdue books, I would simply "lose" my library card and get a fresh one and start the cycle over again. Then one day that didn't work. I owed money. Big money. So I left the library and never went back. Until today.

Today, the Martin Luther King Public Library issued me a library card. I was so nervous going in. In the event that they looked up my name and found that I had hundreds of overdue books, BI'75 was to throw a handful of confetti in the librarian's face while I made a getaway. I was fully expected sirens to go off and a net to drop from the ceiling but the librarian just handed me my new card and wished me pleasant reading.

I guess the DCPL hasn't heard the old adage "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me." And that was some kind of foolish giving the likes of me a library card!

She's Back!

It's been a while and I know you've missed her, so back by popular demand, here's Annoying Co-Worker!

E*: You have a voice mail
AC-W: I never check it; I never get messages.
E: Well, you have one.

* I was looking at her phone becuase I had to check everyone's because of a problem with our phone system.

Indian Yoga Versus Irish Yoga

Can you guess which is which?