Thursday, September 09, 2004

Random Odds & Ends from My Mind

Am I the only one freaked at the thought the assault weapon ban expires on Monday?

I wasn't blogging three years ago, so I never got to post anything about 9/11/01, or any events between then and 3/19/04 when I started my first blog, Cyber Chocolate, on AOL. I haven't felt up to going back to 9/11 or last year's blackout, or the invasion of Iraq, or any other event in that time and I don't know if I ever will blog about them. But I'm not going to blog about the anniversary of 9/11/01, either. Anything I could say would be inadequate. All I will say is that I don't feel any safer now. In fact, I feel less safe, because on 9/10/01, I felt very safe, and after 9:00 a.m. on 9/11/01, I no longer feel that way.

There was some trouble on the subway on my way home from work today. The train was switched to express from local so most of us had to get off. People were stressed waiting for the next local to come, some of them talking out loud, voicing their frustrations. I had to bite my tongue to keep from saying, "Be glad you're not in Florida." Even after yesterday's flooding here in NYC, it wasn't as bad as Florida.

I was checking the MLB scoreboard to see how much the Mets lost by today and discovered they broke their losing streak, and with a shutout, no less.

This has been a week for patrons with issues coming into the library and it isn't even a full moon. I was in my office and heard a ghostly wailing coming through the closed door at the top of the stairs between the first and second floors. My office is at the top of those stairs. I thought it was a kid, maybe, or a ghost. A moment later, it got very loud and I went down to check. A woman in a wheelchair was leaving and apparently, she was making the noise. The librarian at the reference desk said the woman just started crying, then headed out, wailing all the way.

The forecast was for thunderstorms this afternoon, and it was drizzling this morning, so I wore my to the knee rubber boots and raincoat. This is the third time I've worn them this summer and the third time it didn't actually rain. I think I'm onto something. This is better than washing a car to get it to rain.

Bought the TV Guide Fall Preview issue. The thrill is gone. I used to read that thing with excitement and anticipation each year. This time I barely flipped through it. I'm still looking forward to a few new shows and returning favorites, but it's just not the same, especially since the seasons aren't so definite anymore with cable doing its own thing. Or maybe it's because Joss Whedon doesn't have a show on this year.

But I am eagerly awaiting next month's Farscape: Peacekeepers' War miniseries.

Okay, now I feel better. I made room for more mental stuff. This may be the blog where I purge the deep thoughts crowding my brain.