Month: July 2005

I’m working on the HBP in between patrons and social engagements today. I’ll weigh in with my thoughts and ect. once I’ve finished it.

My sister complains that I don’t post enough. In my defense, I have a pretty boring life. I wake up earlier than I would like each morning, drive in to work with Mr. Tom. Listen to the radio, either NPR or the redneck fiesta that is the John Boy and Billy show. We drop him off at his work. I drive on post, get my id checked, go to the library and do work stuff. I manage my maladjusted staff, answer reference questions, buy stuff, write reports, etc. Sometimes I get lunch. Then I drive back to Tom’s work, pick him up and we go home. We eat, sometimes we exercise, sometimes we watch TV, sometimes we do projects. We play with the cats, then we go to bed. I read for a while, then I fall asleep. *repeat ad infinitum*

I guess the interest is in the details. So, if you have a question, embarassing or not, ask it. You can ask anonymously if you want. I’ll be truthful.

I’m back into the thick of work after a nice long weekend. No rest for the wicked!

Folks in London have been having a weird week. First the G-8 summit, then they win the Olympics, then this morning’s bombing attacks. My sympathy goes out to them.

I’m not a real big fan of organized religion in the first place. It seems elitist and marginalizing. And when religion gets mixed up with people’s political agenda it makes for this kind of assinine behavior. Fear drives a lot of the conservative religious rhetoric on both sides and the avowed aim of terrorist acts is to sow fear. I don’t think a loving and benevolent God wants people to be afraid, but I think fear is the inevitable human reaction when we are faced with the awesome complexity of the world around us. Maybe Brian had it right after all, we should all think for ourselves and not let other people tell us what to do.

Firday was predictably pretty dead with the minor exception of folks with “no place else to go…” who complained about us closing at 5:00 (regular Friday closing time). I wouldn’t want to have to hang out in the hot barracks on a holiday evening, either, so I can’t blame them too much. Then we went out to dinner with Kate and David and had tasty steaks.

Saturday was a lazy day at home. We slept in, I ran out to cat tend for Kate and David and then we played “Mutants and Masterminds” with Anthony. Our crazy neighbor lady knocked on the door at about 8:00 and said her dogs had discovered “some little creatures, they look like a mouse, or maybe an octopus” (our neighbor is Italian and doesn’t always get the right words together). As it turns out, the little creatures were baby opossums. She didn’t want them in her yard, so Tom and Anthony relocated them to our yard so the dogs wouldn’t savage them any more. It looked like one of them was in kind of rough shape, all wet and shell shocked from being almost eaten. We put them in our pampas grass and figured the mom would track them down. Anthony called us as he was leaving and said he saw her crossing the street towards our house, and in the morning on Sunday, they were all gone, so she obviously moved them.

Sunday we went to the beach with the SCAdians. We had a nice time, but left around 3:00 due to a thunderstorm. Tom wanted to stick it out, but he was outvoted. We’re going to have to plan a “diehard” beach trip with people who want to get there at dawn and leave at dusk, or rent a beach house for a few days. Then we went back to Fayetteville and had dinner at the new Japanese steak house in town. They have an excellent sushi bar. I hope to get back there soon.

Yesterday we went to Durham to participate in the demo at the Festival for the Eno. It was a nice event, but so hot and humid. It was very obvious that the SCA folks were on the last of their energy, having been out in it for the previous two days. It was such a crunchy granola event. All of the area environmental and cultural groups were there, it reminded me a lot of the area in MA where they were doing AGT (near Amherst). I expect the AGT folks could run a very sucessful program in the Triangle area. I did have an excellent lunch from the Medeterranean Deli, so hats off to them.

Now we’re back at work. Ho hum.

It’s either going to be mad or dead here and I’m interested to find out which it will be. I’m hoping for dead.