Wednesday, December 21, 2005

On Not Crossing the Street



"I have lost friends, some by death, others through sheer inability to cross the street."
- Virginia Woolf


the holiday season seems to be a time of reflection and the shedding of old skin. The family is transmogrified and changes constantly, yet they are constant. Friendship wane and wither but some when pruned come back stronger than ever with new shoots of growth.

Thursday, December 08, 2005

paging Mr. Greco!



a crazy gal just stopped at the desk and blurted out a question to me with her face reddening: "what's the crisis in the library?!? I looked up and then she shouted "ask Celeste Holm!"

While Miss Holm is still standing in the public glare at 85 years it is still unclear to me as to her exact role in library politics. It must be done with brain waves or a rat pack of game players shooting laser beams.