last night, as i was opening the parking lot gate to get to my lonely car, the janitorial staff arrived at the library. the three of them commented i had a primo parking spot and i let them know i work at the branch, otherwise i'd get towed. seemed like they didn't believe me and figured i was just saying that so they wouldn't write me up. but then they said they didn't think anyone got towed. whatever.

they had a domino's pizza. mmm.

i ran roughly six miles before noon, a bit more than 24 x 400m laps on the fun-times tripolyurethane track. that's the most i've ever run in one sitting. wow, that made a lot of sense. it took me from 11:09:00 am to 11:55:20 am. feeling great, except for my throat. i guess i should have signed up for the 10k after all. i ran the requisite 12 laps in a little bit more than 20 minutes, so i should be fine for a time on the 5k for saturday's charity run at csun.

this afternoon, as i walked in to the library, a man exited the premises, barefoot. i was reminded of the "no shirt, no shoes, no service" tagline. is that even legal? obviously it's fun to discriminate against homeless people, but. so there.

yesterday, i read "kitten for a day" by ezra jack keats.

today, i read "i hate school" by jeanne willis and illustrated by tony ross.

"some genes (sic) are yummier than others."

i love that practically everywhere i look, something reminds me of krista.

what would i do without you?

gaaaaahhhh!

stuff on tv tends to die soon after i lose interest.*

poor sitcoms. how i used to wuv you!

* = ok, a lot of shows i found highly amused often got canned even before i got to tell people to watch them. bah.

2k5apr29 @ 5:53 pm, edit:
above, i wrote "amused" instead of "amusing." how very droll.

apple shows it's not much different from microsoft

evil corporations, blahblahblah. very cute. pretty sure the reason for all this action has little to do with the stated complaint.


no, say it ain't so!

"star wars" coming to tv again? maybe i'll watch the live-action stuff, if i have time and they cast fun people.


you must always be kilogrammatically correct in every way imaginable.

time to reevaluate the standard? silly scientists can never leave well enough alone.

apr25, i got my irs tax refund. i'm rich!

apr25, i broke 100 in a game of bowling for the first time in my life.

i blame both on krista. :) she rules, rocks, and reasons with equal ease.

shortly after arriving at work last friday, i was confronted with this scene.



i think it speaks for itself, but let me reassure you that i understand what you're looking at just as well as you do. here's what we learn from the photographic evidence.

1. saber-toothed jaguarundis can, in fact, read.
2. giraffes think cameras are friends.
3. monkeys love the ground.

and i love krista. =)

krista and i read "animals should definitely not wear clothing" this morning. it's written by judi barrett and illustrated by ron barrett. not the best book in the world, but it's the only one i've encountered that has such a positive, life-affirming message for the whole world.

stupid fun fact of the day: the most pawed, most popular "whoa, what's that?" book in our branch is "porn 101 : eroticism, pornography, and the first amendment," edited by james elias (who is a professor at csun and director of its center for sex research).

it's impossible to say how many times i've reshelved that book, after finding it resting usually no more than one foot from its proper location. people see the title, get excited, flip through it, find little or no pictures, toss it aside.

long live america.

today is hereby declared "gratuitous offensive behavior day."

people who dye their hair in a leopard-spot pattern need their heads examined.

holy crap, does it look stupid.

yesterday, a young girl (i'd say 8 or 10 years old) asked me for a book that had a map of "greek."

she started to argue with me when i pointed her to a quartet of books entitled "greece."

stupid kids.

yesterday, jim z. and krista l. met chris s. when we bumped into him at the northridge "fashion center." fun times.

that was not the highlight of our trip there, which occurred because mr. tahramy a.d.d. was unprepared for any sort of early arrivals to his "home." (he was currently indisposed at his place of employment.)

a few minutes after we started walking around, i spied a couple of girls milling about one of those weird cart thingies that act as stores. this one had jewelry or sunglasses or something else that i won't buy any time soon.

as we walked past, i punched the shorter girl in the head. "take that," i thought i yelled.

i couldn't help it. she wasn't in my line of sight and her head happened to be at arm-swinging, normal-walking fist-level.

frickin' four-year-olds.

i mumbled "sorry, silly girl, but i'd do it again," over my shoulder as we whirled past them.

and then krista noticed jim disappeared! i love her.