Yes I did. I finally had to break down and go to the library to satisfy the never ending thirst for something to read. It was that or re-read the books in my own library, which is fine, however when I do that I always spend the entire time I am reading trying to remember the conclusion and then when I do, I most certainly get pissed off at myself and don’t finish the re-read. So the trip to the library turns out ok, however I don’t find a single book to take out in our little library and promptly hit the computer library service and had to reserve a few books. Seriously, it’s not like the population here is 350 or even 1,000. It’s a pretty big city. I happily made my request for one book and was promptly notified that I was 27 on the waiting list. Really? I blame this totally on Oprah. All these people reading and me having to wait weeks for a book. When Bambi and I go to Chicago you can bet I am going to mention to Ms. O that she send some of her book club picks to EVERY library to alleviate this problem in the future.
On another note, since it is illegal to smoke almost everywhere, even at the beach, could we not impose a “don’t smoke when in the presence of a library book” law? There is nothing worse than getting a book out of the library that is not even that old and the sucker smells like it has sat inside a bingo hall for the last year. Not to mention turning a page and finding some one else’s leftover lunch! Come on people. Let’s respect the book. I am so vigilante about my personal library that if I even slightly suspect that a friend is a lazy, non-bookmark using, page folder I will not even tell them I read. Oh no you don’t. You are not folding the corners on my books and making them look all dog eared and nasty! Go to the library if you want to destroy a beautiful book. I suppose my next step will have to be a letter to the movers and shakers of the anti-smoking laws. May the book be with you.
