Wednesday, July 28, 2004

Strange Things Are Afoot at the Circle K

First of all, 10 points to whoever can place the origin of this post title.

Second, something strange is going on at the big city library today. I went there to get The Salmon of Doubt - the last book by Douglas Adams. The library apparently had two copies. Imagine my surprise when I found that not only were those books not there, but there were no DNA books on the shelves at all! Not in hard cover, not in large print, not in paperback, and not in the books on tape section.

Clearly, I thought, something is amiss. I asked the librarians, helpful souls that they are, and they gave me that patronizing, motherly look that says "You poor troglodyte, let me enlighten you." Until they got to the shelves and realized that I. Was. Right.

Since the almighty system showed that the books were in, I can only assume that some selfish patron was collapsing under the weight of carrying all those Douglas Adams books in their arms somewhere within the confines of the library. I considered hunting them down, but then realized I didn't have enough time, as I had to get back to the office. People need me here. Yeah.

I settled for an early novel by John Irving - a good writer, albeit, but obviously a bit more weighty in his topics of choice than good old DNA.

This is certainly a mystery for the ages. OK, not the ages, but certainly for the week. I think I'll pop in tomorrow and see if they've found out where the stuff went. My daughter thinks that when you put books in the return chute, they go to another world. Maybe she's right.

3 Comments:

At 2:49 PM, Blogger Carmi said...

That quote is from 1989's Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Why yes, Mr. Movie Theatre Owner, thank you for taking my $13.50 so I could watch Keanu Reeves sleep through yet another sophomoric and badly-written glorified home video.

The library's vaunted computer system is obviously afflicted with the dreaded Coleco Adam Disease - first, it does nothing; then it disappears into oblivion, never to be heard from again. Except when ever-pathetic Gil from the Simpsons tries to see a bunch - with rustproofing - to Principal Skinner. Darn my tangents.

I like your daughter's take on the return chute. If only we could apply similar thinking to politicians, reality television, teenaged pop stars, and nasty smokers people who don't know how to say "thank you". If we could, the world would surely be a better place.

 
At 11:04 PM, Blogger Diva said...

((Raising hand)) OH! He beat me to it. I guess I don't get 10 points this time.

 
At 8:29 AM, Blogger Trillian said...

Carmi wins the 10 virtual points! Better luck next time, Diva Drip.

 

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