I love listening to mystery/suspense stuff like James Patterson or Ken Follet when I'm driving. Oddly, I don't like actually reading those books, but I love listening.
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
For long car trips I like lecture series from The Teaching Company, but my family usually outvotes me and we get music instead of, say, History of Religion in the Ancient Mediterranean World. (It's Driver's Choice in our car and I *am* the primary driver, but sometimes you gotta keep the peace.)
I like audiobooks, but my DH does not. We are not audiobook compatible!
So, on Saturday all the locks in the library were replaced (a custodial worker lost a key ring months ago, and the whole building had to be re-keyed). Saturday.
Someone (who knows nothing about the library) decided along the way that some of us didn't need all the access we had before, so I no longer have a library master key. I am the #2 boss person in the library. I no longer have access to a department I supervise, or to Tech Services (which I don't, but often need to go up there to find things).
Bets on when this gets straightened out?
Bets on when this gets straightened out?
September.
Tons of vibes heading Southward to you and K and Noah, Kat.
It's Driver's Choice in our car and I *am* the primary driver, but sometimes you gotta keep the peace.
Shotgun picks the music, driver shuts their cakehole?
It's just not right.
I love listening to audiobooks in the car when I am driving from Worcester to Providence. The ride is usually just long enough for one CD. I try to listen to things that I am interested in but that wouldn't be high on my to be read pile. Right now I am having trouble getting through "I Am Charlotte Simmons" which seems to have a gazillion discs, and I just can't seem to care about any of the characters.
Shotgun picks the music, driver shuts their cakehole?
More like whiny toddler in the back needs his TMBG or all of us suffer. Parenting rules go out the window when you're trapped together in a car for 18 hours.
Parenting rules go out the window when you're trapped together in a car for 18 hours.
FIVE DAYS.
Dude, United bumped me into First Class for my flight to Cancun tomorrow. Sometimes being a cog in Big Corporate America is a-okay.