Tuesday, February 22, 2005

librarians are awesome

and kind and sexy and thoughtful and devastatingly attractive and wise and insightful.

One archivist discovered that a collection of documents cited as the "Fred Smith" collection is actually the "Fred Smythe" collection. Joe has explained to me the best method of flinging my unworthy self upon the mercy of librarians so as to get more information on the elusive Ralph. Yet another says that I don't need to visit Hartford at all, but should head straight for Newport, Rhode Island. As Newport has better clam chowder than Hartford, this may be the best news of all.

(lemming falls at the feet of librarians and all MLS grads, offers sake and eternal gratitude)

Words Written: zero
Lessons Graded: fourteen
Books on floor: two more

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