Today while packing up and returning overdue books to their respective loaning libraries, I came across one that had a superstory — in the same sense as superscript.
This particular book was due in early December. Phone calls to the patron went unanswered and a letter unheeded. All such attempts to contact the patron were recorded on the interloan paperwork.
Today I held that book in my hand and read over these notices until my finger slid over the last etching: Patron passed away. Cousin returned book.
It snapped a weird feeling throughout my body. Something you don’t immediately think about when someone dies. Here I was, holding a book checked out by a deceased patron. A patron who had checked out the book, intended to finish it and return it on time, but instead fell on their last breath.
Kevin did you do the new design? I like it.
Aunt Maureen
yeah — mark is supposed to be working on a masthead — but he’s probably too busy falling in love with a brit or some mushy stuff like that to be truly productive.
hey these guys are neat
http://www.jagjaguwar.com/catalog/jag70.htm
Hey — He’s right! these guys ARE good! Thanks…this day just keeps gettin’ better! (Notice the exclamations!)
Like you even know who Blue Cheer is.
There were a few weeks a few years back where I practically had Blue Cheer shoved down my throat…
uhhhhh.
And let’s not make any more of that than we need to.
I have never EVER played Blue Cheer for you.
You can borrow the CD next time you’re in town.
Dude. You have the LP. I distinctly remember a Blue Cheer LP. Or do I? Damn these cerebral cobwebs!
Sir, you appear to be DIVORCED FROM REALITY.
*sneer*
*sneer*
*snicker*