Hello Kitty

my husband hates the idea of a kitchen stocked with Hello Kitty items such as my coffeepot. it only makes six cups at a time but how much coffee does one need? i also have an HK toaster and even an HK waffle maker...thanks to the saturday group which gave me them for my birthday! (the waffle maker is floating up top). i would also like to have....

Hogwarts Express!

it is 2:40am and the Hogwarts Express just went by!

this is the sign that i have. i also have a Slytherin banner for the front door.

nothin' on hot or not, sooooo

now, now...nothing to see here. just move right along and let me do all the the droolin'!

did anyone see him on the BBC's Celebrity Big Brother? i didn't even know about it. Maniac Mike is addicted to Big Brother here in the US, but i don't know how he'd like this one. all i heard this season was Big Brother! Big Brother! i was getting an Orwellian complex!!

in one blurb on the net, it was mentioned that DB didn't wash for 4 days. hmmm. odd behavior+hot guy=still do-able in my book. if i go 4 days without a shower it means i am having serious issues! i hate having dirty hair...i can't sleep until it's shampooed. and i hate have another...er...dirty bit. y'know? we actually discussed this subject at circ after the kiddy librarian read to us from a mens magazine. she read that sometimes men get dandruff around their naughty bits (god, i love Monty Python). the article said it could be relieved by shampooing with a dandruff shampoo. then i mentioned that there are times when i'm too lazy to go brazilian, i use shampoo, too. why not?? then certain staff got embarrassed and kept saying, "this is not an appropriate topic to discuss at circ." well, sure it is. behind the circ desk, anything goes (as long as the director doesn't hear us)!

Hello Kitty

...an HK humidifier for the bedroom, but that would conflict with the halloween theme. hmmm. oh, i can put it in the bathroon...which is now called The Penguin Bathroom (aka Poppy's room) because it is decorated with penguins. when spring comes around, i plan to redecorate with HK items...shower curtain, bathmat, towels...whatever. i do already have 2 sets of these towels in the kitchen and i have a pop up hamper that i put the trash bag in. and i have a small metal trash can for recyclables.

funny thing about one of the towels that i keep hung over (is that right? sounds like i give it too much whiskey!) the handle of the oven...it is always discumbobulated, disheveled, moved or on the floor. i think it might be the train. a dozen times a day i have to fix it. i may fix it, walk away then reenter the kitchen and the darn towel is all lopsided. so, it's the train or i have a ghost who only likes pink HK towels and nothing else.

have i mentioned that i am gonna be 42? well, i think i'll grow up NEXT year!

cutting

when one cuts of all ones hair in an effort to stop cutting ones flesh, and returns to work after a long holiday, staff and patrons should NOT remark on ones NEW HAIRDO and how CUTE it is! sheesh! can't someone have a gosh darn psychotic break!

yeah, work was all fun and games and boy, i sure did miss it. i also miss KC and the Sunshine Band. NOT! atleast we have the 31st and the 1st off!

Hogwarts Express!

this is a picture of the mill i now live in before renovation. it shows the bell tower with the original bell (1867, i think) and very little of the mill and complex. there is a small building that is original to the site, that leads one safely (i hope!) under the train tracks. i can use this building if i have to park in the upper lot. the trees cover the main entrance. my apartment is on the 2nd floor far to the left. one feature that i do LOVE about the place is the train. it goes by around 9:30pm weekdays and around 2:00am in the morning but it is not VERY reliable. when the train goes by, i can stand in the middle of my living room and feel a minor earthquake. shit rattles..loads of fun! i do love trains! the lower lot parking in front of the tracks is so close, you can practically reach out and touch the train as it goes by (not recommended!). the most cars i have been able to count as they went by was 84.

a quick mention: the snow plowing of the first major storm of the season was HORRENDOUS! please...i pay crazy rent...SHOVEL the damn walkways!!!

RI UFO 1967

posted just for the heck of it.

Without MF Order

excellent, raging, twisted and totally antieverything except DISorder. do NOT play within earshot of anyone who may be easily offended...including corpses and Satanists. it may even be too much for them.

still, LOVE the songs Idle Americans and Violence.

you can find these guys on spyspace or under the label www.blackandbluerecords.com.

Ghost Hunting (the Book)

for Pete's sake, if you live in RI and do not know who these guys are you must be living under a white sheet. just bought the book (see pic under Chain Reading) titled Ghost Hunting: True Stories of the Unexplained Phenomena from The Atlantic Paranormal Society. very short stories and very easy to read. i think any "plummer" could handle it!

and why shouldn't TAPS be a Rhode Island phenomenon? we are the Vampire Capitol of the USA! also, we never use our blinkers. not sure how that fits in but...

will save the review, of course, until after i read the book. right now i am enamoured by William Henry.

why are we in Babylon?

in truth, we never invaded Iraq. we invaded Babylon. we invaded Babylon, not for oil, but for the symbolism of a christian nation defeating the terrible, apocryphal Babylonian monster AND to raid the museums and dig the land to look for the TRUE religion, the real reason we are here on earth which can (they hope) be found in the first great civilization, Sumer (Iraq). the only weapons of mass destruction Saddam had were the ones WE gave to him (in the form of biological weapons that he used in the Iran/Irag war and against the Kurds.) there is something in Sumer that this christian nation wants and they want to find it before the truth gets out...that, perhaps, christianity is not what it's cracked up to be. maybe, the True religion (if it is a religion) is nothing like these born-agains want us to believe. it is something more and Jesus DID try to tell us about it. but you cannot find all the answers in the cut down, heavily edited bible. it May be found in cuniform tablets not yet found, laying in the dirt in Babylon.

a new blog?

for a long time now i have been toying with the idea of creating a new blog, separate from this one, to replace this one, but i can't seem to do it. i have started a new Spyspace account but i really hate the way it is set up. if anyone here has a spyspace account, look for me under my name "sammonicus". do you know who sammonicus was? the physician to the Roman Emporer Severus! i had been looking for a name that was in some way related to Severus Snape and this is the only one i found that i actually like (even though it is a male name and i don't know the meaning of the name...yet. i did very little digging to find it.) i have called my spyspace..er..space...The Blue Apples. now just where would one find blue apples???

so this is christmas

bah! humbug! hino left yesterday to drive back to Texas on his own. i wanted to do the drive but he could not wait. i don't know why he drove up here in the first place. i really hate christmas and have for most of my life. nothing but disappointments and stress. everyone who goes about with Merry Christmas on their lips should be boiled in their own puding and buried with a stake of holly in their heart (paraphrased)! besides, christmas is a Druid or pagan holiday and has nothing to do with Christ. it should be Merry Winter Solstice and it IS merry because now the old man begins to wake up or is reborn and the days grow longer from now on! yeah! christmas was calculated to be 3 days from the solstice to signify the 3 days Jesus spent "under the earth" and was born again on Christ's Mass. more or less. sounds more like another pagan...er...christian holiday, doesn't it?

christmas

once again. it has been a truly awful prelude to christmas. i had a psychotic break and chopped off my hair, cut, and burned my arms and lost partial vision, lost the feeling in limbs and had 2 panic attacks. and somehow, i thought this year might be better. stupid to think that.

i am also thinking of doing a new blog for the new year. i have ignored this one too long.

yes, we have no computers

tomorrow morning we will not have access to the computers. we are being upgraded statewide. though it will be a horrible morning, i will have the pleasure of telling all of our regular computer hogs that we are offline! yeah! we won't be able to issue cards, look up accounts or pay fines, but we can atleast check people out. it will be a mess finding carts to keep all the returns on and when the delivery arrives, it will be mountainous!

the neurologists gave me PILLS today. hurray! some pills called Lyrica. they are supposed to help with nerve damage. i lied and told her i drank NO caffeine. in reality, i had some coffee. i just know caffeine could not be giving me these strange daily headaches. so, i lied a little. the EEG was normal exept that she could tell i was on heavy duty drugs. so i "promised" to continue my caffeine/tylenol free diet. heh! i forgot to fill the script tonight, so it'll have to wait until tomorrow.

otherwise, there is nothing new under the sun and i am missing Pops pretty bad.

oh, one odd thing...the train was on time last night moving up the tracks when it slowed to a stop and backed up. after that, i didn't hear it until the wee hours of the morning. when i walked downt through the underground passage that runs under the train tracks, i noticed that almost the entire lenght of the concrete floor was cracked. lately, i've been calling the train the Hogwart's Express and i even have the sign hanging on a wall.

it's the plummer...i've come to fix the sink!

we have a plumber coming to the library to fix the ladies room sink. the director put up a sign to remind us. it read "Pete the Plummer will be in tomorrow to fix the sink". and she has a masters degree.

Poppy

one of the most beautiful animals i've ever known has died. she wasn't mine but losing her is really doing a number on me. i miss her so much. she was just a crippled old cat, but she was super smart and i loved her personality. my aunt does not know. the owner of the nursing home where my aunt lives now said it would not be a good time to tell her and frankly, i don't want to tell that poor woman.

Poppy will be placed in an urn of St Francis. i thought that one was most fitting,

i sure do miss that cat and Angel does, too.

Happy Halloween

hey! happy halloween! it's been a long time gone and in some ways, it's good to be back and in some ways, it's not. it's NOT because blogging is work and it IS (good) because blogging is fun and somewhat cathartic. i am sad to see that Happy Villain has stopped writing in her library blog (will miss those crazy library stories) but i am glad she is still blogging away on another blog. i am sorry to see what has happened to hinoserm because of a crook. i told him to be careful...not everyone has pure motives. infact, hardly anyone does have PURE motives. have you heard that Padre Pio may have faked his stigmata using acid to burn through his hands? i was always a little afraid of him. not the first saint i'd call on. the first saint i call on (after the Virgin) would be saint Francis...because i have animals. yes...i have two of my aunts cats and they will be the death of me. the white one, named Angel, is a 12 year old diabetic who currently has a urinary tract infection. 2 shots of insulin a day and 2 doses of antibiotic. she is toothless and a bit ditzy but she is sweet. then there is the 21 year old, Poppy. this is the cat that will kill me. she is mostly black with a bit of white on her belly and paws and she weighs 4 pounds. that's right...only 4 pounds and i fear she is losing more becasue she has both an overactive thyroid (2 doses of meds a day) and an awfully pernicious bladder infection which requires antibiotics that i feel are just too powerful for her (3 doses a day). i have started giving her pills that will, hopefully, make her feel like eating. Poppy was abused as a kitty...that is why my aunt took her in 21 years ago. her back legs are crippled and don't always work right. until she came to live with me, i never saw her walk and a never really saw her at all as she would drag herself quickly under the bed. then she came to live with me and my rules for her were NO HIDING! and WALK! she has kept to the rules except for the past two days. she is dragging her legs badly. she did, however, come out to inspect the cable guy while her scaredy cat sister Pukey (Angel) ran to hide. Poppy never hides anymore. she is as nosey as can be and bossy and i like that. right now though, she is very, very sick.

BACK!

for good or ill, I'M BAAAAACK!

apartment hunting

trying to find an apartment is not easy. so far, the apartment i DO want can be found at ashtonmill.com, floor plan AP. it faces the Blackstone, is up and over a large bridge and down the road from work. literally 3 minutes without traffic. with traffic. i may have just enough time to grab a coffee (ie 15 minutes with traffic). right now, it takes me 12 minutes, speeding, in good weather and with no school buses in my way and no coffee. ( rhode isalnaders are obsessed with how far they have to drive for anything, especially work. i really did want to live in a highrise in Providence but i did not want to fight the 95 traffic). anyway, this place would be such a step up, but i don't think i can prove the assets that i need even though i can give them a years rent in advance. they do background checks here ( i do hope Hino has not been arreasted by the local deputy, Barney Fife). it would be just Hino and i living there of course, not MM. he wants a house ASAP. wish me luck.

oh, they do take pets, too.

Mother's Day

i wanted to bet Maniac Mike on whether or not Hino will send me a Mother's Day card but he wouldn't take the bet. sadly, i fear i shall not be getting a card because i still haven't gotten postcards, or pictures (even though i sent a camera and Hino doesn't even have to develop the film...just send it back). if i do get a card, i may just have a heart attack, so it's probably best if Hino doesn't send one. sigh.

Tired

damn, i am tired! since the cats have been moved to my sister's house (do to work in this apartment and a flood), i have had to return to her house at 8am and 8pm every day and night. plus work, plus the psych meeting to determine whether my 85 year old aunt gets to go home. long story. plus visits to both my husband and my aunt and work, of course. exhausted. terribly exhausted and because of the sleep deprivation and rain, i am in major pain. boo hoo. i'll try to report better news later.

three little kittens

not really little kittens, but there are THREE of them. sheesh. all i wanted was a couple of prairie dogs. i finally have the cats at my place. today, sunday, my only day of rest until friday, i had to be up at 7:30 am to change the box, feed, water, pass out treats, administer a shot for Angel and Tapazole for Poppy, change the box AGAIN because they all wait for a clean box in the AM and then Maniac Mike called in the middle of all of this to be sure i was awake and asked me a zillion cat related questions. at 9:00 i told them all i had to go back to bed, which i did, until MM called at 12:30. then i went back downstairs and did it all again except for the meds. they get more meds at 8 tonight. now, i thought they would all want my company today since i work during the week but they all decided they had to sleep, sleep and sleep, piss, sleep and occasionally, look at me funny. everytime i go to the fridge, Poppy is on my ass. i have given her every treat i have from roast beef, to ham, to cheese, to half and half and even pieces of Krispy Kremes. i have nothing else left, yet she must think it's a magic box that'll produce endless cat treats! (they won't eat regular cat treats, by the way.)

i am having issues with Cocie's vet because he charges outrageous amounts for Vetsulin and needles. he charges $68 for a 10ml bottle of Vetsulin which costs $32.00 online and $40 from MY vet!!!! then he wants me to buy U-40 needles at a dollar a needle and told me i couldn't use U-100 needles that cost $15.99 for 100 (no script needed) at Walgreens yet i am SURE he gave Cocie U-100 needles. my sister is going back to Cocie's house to bring those needles so i can take them to Walgreens and find a match then bring them to the vet and tell him to adjust the dose for those needles.

i'm pooped!

if you read Hinoserm's Blog you will see how much fun Texas can be inspite of those vicious Pirate Cows and Mall-Wart nuke threats. sorry i had to go, Dox...Prison Collect Call. he can only call at certain times. later!

Atomic Clocks

Hi Hino!

could you please tell me how to reset Bachie's Atomic Clock. she think we have to hold it up to the window and it will reset itself. now i KNOW that can't be right.

also, sent you a package today. get to it quick because it has cookies in it. did you get all the cards?? Two for you and one for Dox.

Thanks!!

love,

your mother

The Mountain of Crisco

library story. true.

patron walks up to the desk, approaches me and says something that i couldn't make out. he's in his late teens, kind of a dullard and speaks like MushMouth for the Fat Albert cartoon. i ask him to please repeat what he just said. i swear i heard him say, "do youse have a mountain of Crisco?"

surely, that is NOT what i was supposed to have heard and i ask him to please repeat what he said one more time as "i have an ear infection" (BIG LIE)

he asks, "do youse have The Mount of County Cristo?!"

well, the coworker who was standing right beside me turned tail and ran to the other side of the desk. gee, thanks.

so, i ask him if he would like the book 'The Count of Monte Cristo'?

"nonononono! the DVD. i wanna the NEW DVD!"

of course. they NEVER want the book if there has been a movie made of it. so, i ordered the 2005 version, asked if that would be the one and got a shrug. i confirmed his phone number and he left out the wrong door. i then turned to my coworker and found that she was beet red with tears streaming down her face. she said she didn't want him to see her laughing at the poor guy.

well, turns out this "poor guy" is a jerk. about a week earlier he had come in to get a library card. another coworked waited on him. she asked for ID and he had none. nothing. nada. she ran down the list of the many items and combination of items we would take for ID and he had none of them. at one point he screamed at her, "youse always treat peoples from The City like this!!!" and stormed out the wrong door. a couple of days later, he got the same coworker, produced an ID that was valid and NOT NEW, and she speedily issued him a card and he left...out the wrong door.

the wrong door, by the way, would be the one with the GIGANTIC stop sign and the words THIS IS NOT AN EXIT written across it.

now, i live in The City (his city) and i have worked at The City library. neither here nor there do we treat anyone any differently...until they open there stinkin' piehole and something really stupid comes out.

would anyone like a mountain of Crisco?

what lurks in Dox's lake?

Hino sent me a satellite image of Dox's land and there are two BIG lakes on the parcel. atleast, they look really big. way bigger than Social Ocean (inside joke). he said that there is a boat at the bottom of one lake and nobody knows how it got there. i have two words that will explain it all: Pirate Cows. yes, Pirate Cows are savage, cruel, greedy beasts. they have been spotted in ships as far away as Hoboken. you DO NOT want to get into a cannon fight with Pirate Cows as the shoot out really big cannonballs also known as Cowpie Cannonballs. whew!

the only other thing i could thing of would be the notorious, yet hard to find Texarkana Kraken. this creature has been known to lurk. in water. in Sweden...but, that's just in the summer. they winter in Texas and surrounding southern states.

it's gotta be either one or the other. ain't no other reason i can come up with. 'cept them aliens.

Cat Day

just a day of running around...my first day of "rest". i did sleep until noon (after falling asleep at 3am) and got up to go to Pawtucket to pick up Poppy and bring her to the vet. i got to the vet around 2:00, left around 2:30 for a visit with Maniac Mike (who told me Hoovers are on sale at Mall-Wart), beat him at cards, left, went back to the vet (in Seekonk, Mass) to see Angel the diabetic. i think she gained weight but her glucose levels are all over the place and she will, most likely need 2 shots a day. i expected this. there is a new food out called MD that has actually CURED some cats of the need for insulin!!! so, i told him to go ahead and see if she will eat it. then, i left the vet to go back to Pawtucket to visit with Little One, who is now all alone in the apartment. she played first, then had fresh milk, then played, got brushed, ate 9Lives, played, got catnip and then i said goodbye around 9:30 while she was high on the Nip. so, it has been a BUSY cat day.

just how many cows are IN texas (little T)

so, Hino has moved to texas. (Hino is my geek-tech son...you would know that if my fucking profile was tranferred over. i better not have to write a new one!) NOT Texaco, but texas. them has cows there and Mall-Warts. maybe even cows IN Mall-Warts. he's in a little town just outside of Lubbock, where they had that BIG UFO incident decades ago. it was called The Lubbock Lights. personally, i would not move to any place where aliens have been present. nope. not me. if HE wants to live with the aliens, well that's just fine. just watch out for where they probe ya.

i have actually gotten a couple of phone calls and a, um, IM thing from him. you know...*DING* followed by a pop up box. whatever that is. having memory trouble.

it is a good thing he moved when he did (even though they had to drive around those awful tornado storms) because the fit hit the shan that very same day. my favorite aunt Cocie (Cocie=aunt in Polish) fell and went to the hospital. now her no good rotten son put her in a Nursing Home then immediately left for a trip to Australia leaving me, my sister and my totally needy and self centered 77 year old mother to take care of Cocie's needs and her 3 cats. THREE CATS! 2 are old, one diabetic, one has hypothyroidism and one is a 5 year old lunatic who only wants to play, play, play and EAT! their names, in order, are Angel (white, long hair), Poppy (mostly black long hair and has crippled back legs) and Little One (who is mostly white with orange on face and tail, short hair and weighs 3 1/2 TONS!) i love them, really, but they are very high maintenance. that is why i will be bringing them to my apartment next week. i just hope Cocie will agree. she thinks she will be getting out of the Home in a month at most but i do believe her no good rotten son will be all too happy to leave her there forever which won't be long because she will die there if she can't have her cats. she's 85 but she has a better memory than i do. she IS very frail and falls a lot. ideally, she will continue with rehabilitative therapy and come home within a couple of months and have home care visit.

so, even though my sister has done a lot of work, and spent a lot of money, she refuses to go to the vet, take the cats or give Angel her shots even though she once had a diabetic, too. she claims she gets panicky and she DOES, really, but my God, eventually you have to get passed it! also, she would NOT go to the hospital claiming that she catches everything so i went every day cocie was in the hospital, even when the Home sent her back because she had a fit and a urinary infection. i was in the emergency room with her until midnight and went to work for 9 the next morning. i fell asleep on a bean bag chair in the program room during lunch and someone had to come in and WAKE me. i felt like a fool.

so, i went to see my psych who gave me sick time out of work. he told me i was overwhelmed AND that both my sister and my mother act as if they are entitled. not exactly sure what that means. all i know is i am officially not only crazy but also overwhelmed. hurumph. when can i be skinny, rich and beautiful?

so tomorrow, my first day off, i will bring Poppy to the vet for a few days stay. Angel is already there...she also had a urinary tract infection. i am going to cat-safe the bottom floor and hope to God that no one notices the cats until i can find a place where i can actually have cats. i have to move anyway so Hino can come off this lease. Maniac Mike (husband in prison) is all for me taking the cats, has sent me money to buy shit for them and will either pay rent for a new place or buy a condo. i look forward to packing and moving like i look forward to being in a Home myself, one day. that may be sooner than later.

WTF?

what the fuck? i finally come back and they make me do this new google shit (google=shit) and my profile is gone and my counter is gone. Jesus H Christ! can't people leave well enough ALONE!!!!!

Look Who's Back!

MYK! i like this one best, but scroll down for s'more!

Myk

a little too posed

Myk

wet white...always nice

Myk

notice the strategically placed holes in his jeans.

Myk

somebody going to a cowboy funeral?

rock the cat box

i don't watch tv, so i have not seen the Rock the Cat Box commercial. i hear it is very funny but surely NOT as funny as 5 women who range in age from 24 to 58 trying to remember the REAL words to the Clash song Rock the Casbah. since i own their CDs, i think i got most of the words right but in the wrong order. we all agreed that "drop your bombs between the minarets" is not very PC. for those who care, the Lyrics are:

"Rock the Casbah"

Now the king told the boogie men

You have to let that raga drop

The oil down the desert way

Has been shakin' to the top

The sheik he drove his Cadillac

He went a' cruisnin' down the ville

The muezzin was a' standing

On the radiator grille

[Chorus]The shareef don't like it

Rockin' the Casbah

Rock the Casbah

The shareef don't like it

Rockin' the Casbah

Rock the Casbah

By order of the prophet

We ban that boogie sound

Degenerate the faithful

With that crazy Casbah sound

But the Bedouin they brought out

The electric camel drum

The local guitar picker

Got his guitar picking thumb

As soon as the shareef

Had cleared the square

They began to wail

[Chorus]

Now over at the temple

Oh! They really pack 'em in

The in crowd say it's cool

To dig this chanting thing

But as the wind changed direction

The temple band took five

The crowd caught a wiff

Of that crazy Casbah jive

[Chorus]

The king called up his jet fighters

He said you better earn your pay

Drop your bombs between the minarets

Down the Casbah way

As soon as the shareef was

Chauffeured outta there

The jet pilots tuned to

The cockpit radio blare

As soon as the shareef was

Outta their hair

The jet pilots wailed

[Chorus]

He thinks it's not kosher

Fundamentally he can't take it.

You know he really hates it.

i hate losing

had a visit today. got to leave work early on vacation time. lost at cards to MM for the third visit in a row. DAMN! i hate losing and i hate losing to HIM who gloats and grins and just makes me want to spit up! look I want to win. ME. MOI! still, he has never beat me more than three games in a row, so i am confident that i will win tomorrow. MM claims he has been winning because he pealed the alligator sticker off the jinked Stuff On My Cat (in an alligator costume) postcard...very worth the 10 bucks i paid for them...stuck it on his tv and strokes it for good luck. what a nutcase!

no wonder i got a LEG LAMP for christmas! Hino, pleeeeaaaaase borrow the LEG LAMP!

cards and flowers

well, thanks to Swampy the alligator i conned my husband into buying me for Christmas, i had won at cards an unprecedented 5 visits in a row! see, we have this thing about alligators being lucky or jinxed and Swampy was lucky for me 5 times in a row. boy, Maniac Mike did not take it well. by the fifth time, he was sure i was cheating and i had two fingers on the chopping block if he ever found out how i cheated him. but i DON'T cheat. i use Voodoo, magic, jinxes, prayers and spells, but i don't cheat.

i'm sorry to say that my luck ran out and he won the game during the last visit. he was gloating and going on and on but i told him it will be a long time until he will ever win 5 visits in a row. then he said, "i have defeated you Ricky Bobby" and i smacked him when the guards were not looking. on the hand. he deserved it!

on January third, MM sent me flowers at work for our 5th year together. they had many lillies and white roses with gold sparkles on them. very pretty!

Happy Birthday! NOT!

this week i have been wearing a cardboard and glitter tiara that reads Happy New Year! you cannot believe the number of numbnuts that wished me a Happy Birthday!! hmm...first week of January....hat has Happy in it, yes, but i do believe it is followed by New Year and NOT birthday. now WHY WHY WHY would i advertise that it was my birthday??? sheesh!

Dr Khan

i should mention that Dr Khan came into the library the other day and i got the chance to thank him for the Vicodin and show him my tooth so he would not think i was some Vicodin craving junky. he said that i was very welcome and he was glad i was better. then he introduced me to his very nice and very pretty wife (who had a large Louis Vitton bag) and he signed on a computer for a moment and checked out some films. see. there are good and caring doctors out there!

where's Marlon?

we have several extremely annoying old lady patrons. some are hapless and helpless. a particularly pathetic and mean one came in today. she borrowed The Godfather II on videocassettes. it was a long move, thus a 2 parter with 2 videos banded together with an elastic (rubber band to you non-New Englanders). she returned the movie to me and grouchily commented that this was the wrong movie because Marlon Brando was not in it.

Grouch: "this isn't The Godfather. Marlon Brando was not in it."

Me: "right. this is the sequel...the second Godfather movie. there are 3 different movies."

G: "well, this can't be it because Marlon Brando was not in it. i already TOLD you that!"

M: "well, Marlon Brando ISN'T in this movie because it is the second film that's why its called Godfather II."

G: "i watched both the tapes and both tapes had the exact same movie on them."

M: "ummmm...actually, that can't be because i see they are Part 1 and Part 2. Part 2 would be the continuation (i know...don't use big words with these people. it just confuses them even more) of Part 1."

G: "LISTEN! i SAID both videos have the exact SAME MOVIE!!"

M: jesus, Mary and joseph! "well, no one has ever mentioned that in the many years we've owned the video."

G: "well I'M mentioning it! it's the same movie and it is NOT The Godfather because Marlon Brando is NOT in it!!!" hemorage already, lady and leave me in peace!

M: "fine" and i walk away.

when she went around the corner, i said rather loudly, "i'm going in the back and i'm watching this movie!!" so, i popped in the first vid and scanned through the promos and got to the start of the film. yep. it's the beginning of Godfather II for sure. then i pop in the second vid and see that it is the continuation of part 1. SWEET! i proved the mean old nasty half dead bitch wrong! YAHOO! so, i went back out to the desk and said, rather loudly, "well, the movie is fine and as it should be."

my coworker believes the bitch put in the first film twice and thought she had put in 1 and then 2 but only ever watched Part 1 TWICE.

then, as i was cleaning up for closing, i found a small packet that was a lanolin wipe for breastfeeding mothers. YUCK!!! it was packaged like a wipey and i can only picture one of our fat, ugly, lactating leeches wiping her leaky boob with this in our bathroom and then stopping at the desk to check out, handing us her card with her unwashed hand!! BLECH! luckily, the package was unopened, so we put it in a DVD case of another coworker to find when she checks out her DVD and takes it home. heh heh. we are EVIL!