(Non) Labor Day

Nothing like time off. Well deserved and much needed. I've been exercising but I've also been baking. I checked out cookie porn aka cookie madness and found a Rachel Ray recipe called "Coco Loco". Reeeeet! I made the coconut and almond brownies for a picnic that I attended yesterday and they were a success! I walked to the store to get the coconut as I needed some exercise. I got behind a chubby lady who appeared to be done shopping until her equally chubby hubby (not ice cream) showed up with some shit bag soda--generic and dayglo orange--ugh! They passed it practically in front of my face without so much as an apology or an "excuse me". All I could think was "soda, you definitely need more soda!". These people weren't much older than me and they are on their way to fatslobhood! So sad. I queued up practically on her back, which earned me a porky look. I hated to be betchy but don't add unnecessary items to the tail end of your transaction, not apologize, and then get offended 'cuz I'm ready for my overdue transaction. People are self-centered, Buffalonians forget anyone else exists when a feedbag is on the agenda.


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Random Musings

Thanks to the Obamas for instituting the "Terrorist Bump" (pictured above w/Zan and Jayna, Gleek couldn't make the photo op). As a librarian, I'm often offered a handshake from grateful patrons, and I usually wonder where that hand has been. A former Attica inmate gave me the option for the bump so I took it. His fingernails were on the long side and he smelled boozy, which made his hands' whereabouts questionable.

Buffalo sports fans are mostly slovenly. I realize every city has its guilty parties but ours are egregiously so.

Thanks to the lady who was walking near the Lake Erie waterfront. The circumfrence of each of her thighs equaled that of my torso, which made my thighs feel half way presentable in shorts.

Scream at the Librarian: Sketches of Our Patrons in Downtown Los Angeles by Joel J. Rane is an entertaining read of the dark side of librarianship. I'd love to give this to starry-eyed recent M.L.S. graduates. I never thought I'd relate to Rane's rants but I do and I'm a member of his cheering section. People's manners deteriorate over time and as public servants we're expected to put up with a lot. I've been to the Los Angeles Public Library in downtown L.A. Lots of eccentrics, homeless people, or both. Rane's angst is accurately portrayed as annoying patrons know no geographical boundaries.

I've sworn off Craigslist. I became overly involved in pointless debates. You can't educate people in a Craigslist forum. I already knew that but boredom elicits hope.



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