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Because I Want to Feel Like I Get SOMETHING for the Taxes I Pay

I am so completely in love with the public library right now. Just the thought of the place makes me blush. It is the most perfect concept ever created. Right after techno music and 400-thread count sheets.

I've known for a while now that the library carries DVDs and CDs in addition to ALL THOSE BOOKS about ancient wars and alcoholic writers. I just didn't realize exactly what they had until I was frantically searching for Charlie Chaplin's "The Gold Rush" to show to my students.

Today I picked up a movie they had on hold for me. (See how great this is, I can request a specific title that they have anywhere in the county. They have it waiting for me at the location I choose!) I also came home with the entire second season of "Family Ties".

I sat down to watch some it a little while ago. Other than Big Bang Theory and The Office, I can't think of the last show that made me giggle quite like this one. The whole experience was such a delight. I so needed to laugh tonight, and this did the trick. Now I just need to hold out until this weekend when I can have a "Family Ties" marathon. I know, party at my house!

In other news, I finally updated my photo blog. I should keep up with it now that I have internet access at home and have figured out the subtle art of uploading photographs on dial-up. Of course, I also have the fabulous free wi-fi at the public library. It might be a nice change of pace to use it for something other than catching up on myspace.

Comments

Christy said…
I'm so glad I'm not the only one that laughs at Big Bang Theory. Sometimes, I don't trust my own taste and wonder if I am watching and loving something that is, like, so not cool.
frabjouspoet said…
OMG! That show is one of my absolute favorites. I curse CBS when they replaced it with The Bill Engvall Show this week. Is there anything funnier than watching Sheldon try to communicate with "normal" people?
Christy said…
Totally! That's the best part. He's so much like somebody I would have been friends with! I think it's funnier if you actually know people that are like those guys....

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