Another post from work

I have a CD ("The York Waits, Renaissance Town Band, Perform Music from the Time of Richard III") in a drawer here at work that I checked out from the Cambridge, MA, Public Library when I was living roughly across the street (1993-1995) (*). It has been in my office, as a convenient location from which to return it, ever since I came upon it (to my surprise) while packing to move from Brighton to Providence.

("But Quislibet, don't you live in Salem?"

Why, yes: I moved to Salem from Providence three years ago. Why do you ask?)

When I think of it, I feel bad, because a librarian there, in Cambridge, I mean, some time in 1994 or so, once accused me of not having returned it, if you can imagine the sheer cheek. "I'm pretty sure I returned it along with other stuff last month," I said, and meant it. "Oh, well, if you returned it," he said, "then we'll delete it from your record."

And he did.

I think I may well repatriate it tonight, and check out a craft show nearby. But first, I'll rip it with iTunes, because I am an evil man.


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(*) Those were exciting times to live in that neighborhood. I remember one of my roommates was excited because a west-coast coffee chain called Starbucks was opening one of their first Boston-area locations just down the street. I wonder if they've managed to do well.

I'm glad to see that people still get riled about the important things.

"I think people can deduce for themselves about what it means to have a plastic Christmas tree from China in the Texas State House," said Lanny Dreesen, a spokesman for the Texas Christmas Tree Growers Association.