Crazy man runs SCREAMING around the library waiving a library card in people's face and asking them if they lost.
I take it from him and add it to the 3 inch stack of cards behind our desk.
15 minutes later he calmly and sheepishly comes up and asks if that card was his. it was.
I'm going to miss this place. But I'll still be in a public library with plenty of crazies to make for interesting dinner stories.
August Burns Red Presents: Sleddin' Hill, a Holiday Album
This is my kind of Christmas music.
