Sleep or moving
or in bed awake this is the bird’s head. The order is 3
naked feet in snow.
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Sleep or moving
or in bed awake this is the bird’s head. The order is 3
naked feet in snow.
Bait, persuasion, enticement, and the luxury of knowledge and pleasure of information. Woven into this fabric are the portraits of two librarians — one controls a vocabulary made out of needles and fire which burns and pricks the imagination. The other wears fur-covered boots and commands a machine that gives every mystery a voice, an […]
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february28=librarian38, originally uploaded by February 28.
another year?!? how? where? when? why did this happen and when is it going to stop?
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please do not explode the scrotum, originally uploaded by February 28.
celebrating the library scrotum meme with MeSH
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scrotum is not a dirty word (neither is scrotum-like), originally uploaded by February 28.
celebrating the library scrotum meme with PubMed
People will want to go to the library when they realize that the library has the resources they desire, as well as quality information they don’t even know about but they know that the librarians do, and they know that librarians will share with them, and consistently deliver the goods.
Through the wet windowpane the librarians watch the hurrying blackness. Tomorrow is coming. Tomorrow is wear pajamas to work and use a machine to make an excuse day. When tomorrow comes be gentle and kind. Stop hating yourself. Square your shoulders and be a librarian.
One of the greatest shuffles off this mortal coil. Read Cosmic Trigger, 1-3. Celebrate.
Tagged by Michael Stephens bless his soul.
I had chronic nosebleeds as a boy.
When I was 6 years old I learned I was an only child.
I hear ultra high frequencies.
At summer camp when I was 13 I ran into a closed sliding glass door, completely shattering it.
I ate a strand of pearls when I was 5.
I […]