I like Maria's last one.

Most of the rest I found were things like this [link] which isn't right.

Then I got bored, and stopped looking.

So do I, Lee, so do I.

I know I've seen lots of men with either scruff or a beard in formal wear. Google makes me think otherwise. I could always link you to a pic of my DH on our wedding day: [link] or [link]

Oh, lovely pictures, Maria! Especially the wedding ones.

It's the sort of image search where even finding the wrong answers can be pleasant. I'm certainly enjoying myself.

But! Bedtime for ita. Head is heavy.

This is probably not what you're looking for, but it is entertaining.

Slightly scruffy. Scruffy. I'm having trouble finding good photos of this guy's near beard.

It cracked me up how many times provocateuse showed up on the image searches. Nice.

YAY for mamabelle and macbeaux! So happy.

40% off coupon for any one book over $20 at Borders/Waldenbooks tomorrow. [link]

My boss had a library patron get mad at her when she wouldn't unlock my office and let the student study in it this weekend. WTF is up with people? It even says "My Office" on the door. I also have people walk in and take my stapler off my desk.

How did you cut and paste?

When I started in newspapers, I typed on long sheets of newsprint with a Royal Standard. I, like everyone else in the newsroom, wrote directly on the typewriter, and then used a pica stick to tear the paper and rubber cement to paste the paragraphs into a different order. Every desk had a metal pica stick (a ruler in picas) and a paste pot of rubber cement. We all made big balls of rubber cement while stuck on hold.

Then we rode our dinosaurs home uphill both ways in the snow.

I've been getting really annoyed at students who seem to have no clue of how to knock on a door. I share my office with five other grad students, most of whom are TAs. Lots of times, when I'm the only one in the office, I'll close the door so that it's just open a crack, since it locks when you close it all the way, and I get sick of having to stand up to open the door when people knock. Inevitably, there will be students who come to the door, open it, walk in, then just stand there staring at me until I ask what they want. (Generally, it's a question like "Where's Mike?" to which the answer is "He's in room 104, as the note he left taped to the door says," or "Where's the main office?" Or, sometimes, "How do I do this calculus problem?" Those are my favorite. If it were, "I'm not in your class, but I'm having some trouble with this homework assignment, and the professor and TA for my class aren't here. Could you please help me?" then I might say yes, if I had time. But random students will just walk in, put a notebook down on my desk, and say "How do I do this problem?" Um, no.)

I also have people walk in and take my stapler off my desk.

All. The. Time.

If they'd stop stealing the staplers that we put out for them they wouldn't have to, but even then, they could ask and not just walk in and grab! Childrens, I am not the Office Depot!