Come On, Come On, Come On, Let’s Go Brain Dumpin’
WARNING: The following post contains no actual content, but rather is composed of a viscious, content-free substance.
This morning, a greatly offended patron returned a DVD to the circ desk with the complaint that it was “pornographic.” The disc in question is a filmed version of an opera. Needless to say, I am curious to know whether or not this is just a case of opera afficianados having a much lower threshhold for offense than the rest of us, or whether said opera is, in fact pornographic. To settle this question, I checked it out myself…you know, purely for research purposes. I’ve always been meaning to become more cultured.
So, I just noticed that today is 10/4. I wonder if it’s some sort of religious holiday for truckers and CB enthusiasts?
Yesterday, while stuck in traffic, I found myself behind a large, expensive-looking American luxury car. The license plate read “1.” Yes, that’s right, the number one, and nothing else. I can’t be sure, but I think I may have come face to face with The Man. I tried to pull up next to the other car and get a look at The Man’s face, but they ran through a red light and I lost them. Which makes sense, if you think about it: Obviously, if you’re The Man, you don’t need to worry about getting a ticket, because the police work for you.
And finally, apropos of absolutely nothing:



