If oddly skeevy folks are there just for the porn I would request special white gloves.

Ha! (and edited per your edit)

I need a vacation. Which seems really wrong, given the number of days off I've had in the past month (between Christmas, New Year's, furniture delivery, and MLK Day), and yet? I would still like a vacation for real.

GG: I like the Lane/Zack story but I agree that even though she's carrying twins -- that was just ultrafake looking.

I would bet on gloves Kat.

Yep, given that the books i'm working with are all 18th century. I'm not sure how the Rare Books work at LAPL though. I was told I need to go to the regular department and let them know I'm there for a Rare Book appointment.

At UCLA, it's on a different floor. Everyone, even the skeevy porn guys, get white gloves.

At the Huntington, though, I can't remember if you do or don't. We didn't. We got a pointer type thing and velvet book holders.

The Amazon reviews and customer images are HILARIOUS.

::snerk::

Reports from the conservative front.... Glenn Beck was mocking the STFU SOTU this morning. Between that and badmouthing Bush on yesterday's show over the healthcare issue, I almost don't want to put him up against an alley wall a la "comes-the-revolution" style.

Note: almost.

I seriously need to kill people.

The thing, the ONE thing I had serious reservations about, and warned people about, and was patted on the head and told not to worry, it wouldn't happen? Happened.

It's kind of a fucking big deal. Like director in my office big deal. (Not me in trouble, not my error. But me in the middle of it.)

I should have stayed in bed.

I should have stayed in bed.

Would it make you feel better to stand near those people and gloat?

Numfar! Do the dance of I Told You This Would Happen.

Needless to say, a silly fear. Love is not finite.

Love is like packing foam, or like yammering: it expands to fill the space made available for it. Now if only we could convince the whole world of the rightness of this thesis.

Hello, all. I am craving canned Coke like whoa. And I even had breakfast, including caffeine! It is just the canned cold soda sensation. It is not even warm enough for me to be contemplating cold drinks.

I hope J did not actually invite her.

Yeah, he did. He's doing a movie with her. Which I mocked soundly and loudly to him. Who knows who heard.

what would you have done if you knew it was her? Still ignored her, I'd hope.

Ignoring someone you know is there is a whole different vibe. Plus, there could have been some choice @@.

sarameg, choose numfar, go numfar.

Every night/morning I wake up with a dry cough. Tonight/this morning's is way too close to actual wakey time. Still diving for the Delsym,, though.

At the Huntington, though, I can't remember if you do or don't. We didn't. We got a pointer type thing and velvet book holders.

what I recall is that lots of people brought in their own gloves. I miss the Huntington. I got to tour the book vault, and I poked around the back stairways, where they'd stashed the extra Medieval icons. I'm sure I wasn't supposed to poke, but I did it anyway.