Sorry, I haven't posted anything substantial this month. I've been absorbed with personal and uninteresting stuff: being a "legislative spouse" for my wife, who has been chained to her desk at the state capitol during the two-month legislative session, and Lent, quitting smoking at 57, (10 days smoke-free so far). I've also grown weary of the recent news topics. I wish I lived in the days when it took weeks to hear news from distant places.
I'm reading Red Jade, the third of Henry Chang's crime novels featuring Detective Jack Yu. This is a great series, with a unique, insider's portrait of New York City's Chinatown.
My turn for a book display last week. April is National Humor Month, says Chase's Calendar of Events. Dave Barry, Kevin Nealon, Roy Blount, Paula Poundstone, other recent stuff from Dewey 814 to 818. When I came in today after the weekend, everything I'd pulled was gone. Work the comic novel angle, pull Jonathan Coe, James Wilcox, Stephen Fry, and others.
Public Access Internet: it feels like we've pretty much caved to the amazing resistance to or inability to apply for a library card. If they don't have a card, we ask their name and issue a guest pass. It is not worth making a fuss about whether they've already had a session, when they can go back and forth between Media on the first floor and us in Adult Services.