At the library

There is a community on lj that I’ve been meaning to contribute posts in but just haven’t been able to because my lj acct isn’t as anonymous as I would like it to be. A friend I made in the library says she wants to create an lj account since I introduced her to library_mofo.livejournal.com and she wants to contribute to it as long as it remains anonymous. That’s fine, I won’t mention her user name here.

I meant to post some silly incident that might’ve happened to me at the library recently but I can’t think of anything. The things that do happen to me are so extensive and long winded, it’s hard to get it all down accurately without quoting others out of context. Here goes…

PARENT: I’m here to return my books

ME: Okay.

PARENT: I also want to check if I owe anything

I finish returning the last book and check account status.

ME: You are missing one more book. The title is… Hmn. LITTE RED RIDING HOOD

I check the stack of book that were just handed to me to be sure that I didn’t miss one. Sure enough, LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD isn’t in the batch.

PARENT (TO DAUGHTER): Do you know of any other books we have?

DAUGHTER: Oh yeah, that’s the one Hugo checked out. I think I know where it is.

PARENT (TO DAUGHTER): Did I tell you blah blah blah blah.

I get the impression that the mother was scolding the daughter because she had coaxed her earlier to say that all the books they’ve borrowed have been returned, but I wasn’t paying too close attention as I carried the books over to a sorting shelf. I return to give this family my best attentive concern without appearing to be judgemental.

ME: You also have a balance of $6.25 in fines.

PARENT: What’s that for?

ME: Um, it was for some books returned late back in September.

I go into detail about the fines explaining what the title of the books are.

PARENT: But we always return our books on time. Can you write the title down on a piece of paper?

I point to the scratch paper we have on the counter for this very reason.

ME: You can take a slip of paper and write down the title with that pen.

The woman addresses her daughter to write the title down. I turn the computer monitor in her direction and show her the title of a generic item described as hardback book.

The woman was holding back another children’s book and decides to show it to me.

PARENT: I have this book too. Somebody told me I owed it.

Feeling a bit as though this woman is going to want to NOT return the book if it isn’t checked out to her, I go into a rant as I I suspect the title isn’t LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD and the woman is going to deduce that she never intended to return something that she didn’t have to return in the first place.

ME: Okay, but you understand that once you return it to me, you won’t be able to take it back since it is city property.

PARENT: Yes.

I enter it into the computer and just as I suspected, the book was never charged out to her, or anybody else.

ME: Where did you get this book? Did you say you’re bringing it back from home?

PARENT: Yes.

ME: This book wasn’t registered as borrowed to anybody so it must’ve been a clerical error. Thanks.

PARENT: Okay, so all I need to do is return the missing book. But that book I just returned, may I see it, is not the same book.

I hand her the children’s book that wasn’t registered to anybody.

PARENT (cont’d) Somebody told me that this book was missing.

ME: No, this one wasn’t registered to you. We would never have known you had it if you didn’t present it to me. But I can’t let you have it back because it’s clearly marked as property of (the city).

I do a check on the lady’s archive of fines paid and see that the same book happened to be the book that she paid the late fine on and I explain that to her.

ME (CONT’D): I don’t know how it was that you ended up with this book in your possession after you returned it back in September, but this was in fact the same book you paid 6.25 for. Although it wasn’t late this time. It wasn’t even checked out to you. You paid a fine for having borrowed and returned this book sometime back in September.

PARENT: Oh. So the book I have to return is the title that I have here on this slip of paper.

She points to the note her daughter wrote on the slip of paper

ME: No, the title of the missing book is LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD. You’re daughter wrote down the title of the book that you paid 6.25 for which happens to be this childrens book here which I can’t let you take back because is city property. These are two different books we’re talking about. If you want to write down the title of the missing book, you can.

I turn the display monitor in the direction where her daughter can clearly see it.

ME: So, this is the title of the book: LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD. And it is overdue. When you return it, it will be late and there will be a fine to pay. Did you write down the due date? It is October (something).

PARENT: Okay. Thank you. Bye

ME: You’re welcome. Bye.

PARENT: Have a nice day.

ME: Thanks. You too.

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More Pet Deaths Tallied on Websites† by AG §c1, Pappas telecasting weighs tale of Los Angeles station† by MJ §c6, Turtles stand out in a theater crowd‡ by JF §c2, Media giants to take on YouTube☠ by MJ §a1

Just yesterday I was looking for unicode fonts on my computer. I wanted to find the skull and crossbones symbol (unicode 2620), but I wasn’t able to find it. I still don’t know how to use unicode to generate any given symbol on an html document. I’ve been busy learning css and giving this community a new look. It’s been something I’ve always wanted to do but just never had the time to do it.
    What that means is that I’ll probably start uploading my illustrations to this lj blog instead of , which is currently being altered as well. Once I convince myself I’m totally satisfied with this style, I’ll change the style I’m using on my user account to something more interesting. I do these things to humour myself—the cartooning hobby—as things can get pretty grim and if I don’t make myself laugh at some of life’s curveballs, I totally become depressed. We can’t have that! so, as much as the cartooning bit takes away from my desire to do other things, hopefully this blog will attract other bloggers and zinesters. That is who I’m focusing my main target audience on, not to mention screenwriters. I feel that creative types who spend time doodling funny little comic strips are the ultimate candidates for movie making.

† March 27, 2007
‡ March 26, 2007
☠ March 22, 2007

Hon. Dred


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Originally uploaded by blanket sin.

I actually drew this after jury duty was over and i was stressed about not talking `bout the trial and limping from over-exerting my left foot on the Bunker Hill climb.

I’m in the wrong business

      I’m beginning to like this JD business. I get twice as long lunch breaks and my 15 minute morning and 15 minute afternoon break are never missed. So why is it I like working where I work again?
      I eat at a place called Pinot, which I prefer pronouncing P-note, I don’t know why. They’ve got delicious salads, delicious sandwiches, and I’m just considering running down the entire menu depending on my cravings. Another, less expensive fast food place is Koo Koo Roo. But I just wanna try the Salmon there. I don’t know if I’ll ever get to it, though. The Salmon dish is limited time. Speaking of dish, I’m leary of bumping into peeps I know. I thought I saw somebody sitting there acknowledging my presence and ignoring me like I’m a repulsive begger.
      There’s plenty of beggers in downtown. I’d treat them the same way. So, if you’re reading this, whomever… “Hi, how are you? Sorry I couldn’t spend lunch with you, but I’m pressed for deadlines and half the time I don’t know where I am, nor what I’m doing.” I’d leave my number so you can get in touch, but there’s only one person I’m willfull to answer calls from, and even then, I screen all calls. AND, the way things are these days, I’d be suspicious if we didn’t chat vís-a-vís. So, being me is kinda like chasing my own tail. I don’t pick up my phone if it’s not somebody special, and I’m suspicious by nature that somebody special calling by phone could be an imposter.

Second day of JD

This is really a test post as I am working on affixing a background image on this blog. So far I cannot seem to remove the “Blogger” header and replace it with something more personal.

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Originally uploaded by blanket sin.

The day I sketched this out, I wasn’t sure what I was going for because there really isn’t anything funny going on in the text, unless you consider that the character dangling from the fence is hallucinating… I’m beginning to wonder whether I can use any of this as a concept for the screenplay I’m working on. Although it might seem that the backside of the fence climber is trying to get into area 51, he in face is seeing people (and things) they was he interprets them to be, a workforce made up of animorphic beings.

Free Day-day two (2)

      I went to my first day of Jury Duty. Yesterday the courthouse didn’t seem to need anybody, but this morning they were eager to put me on a case which is estimated to last quite a while. I was instructed not to talk to strangers while in the courthouse if the stranger (or celebrity) appears to be from the media. I took that to mean that I should not talk about the case. I don’t think it imposes a restriction on my right to free speech. I’m making this short because I don’t wanna get in trouble.
      I’ll probably NOT doodle any of the people I came across today, although I must say they would make perfect caricatures. I’m hungry now and would like to grab a lunch somewhere. I’ve been eating pizza, and left over pizza, for the past few days now and I’m tired of it.

First post

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gardening

I spend a lot of time gardening. I recently revived a plant I paid more than I should’ve. I intended to buy a potted fern and instead got myself a potted Madenhair Fern, which are much more rare (and sensitive). Needless to say it died immediately after I brought it home. It just took about a year later to notice that it seemed to be coming back to life.

All the pesticides I have for the regular plants are useless because the labeling instructions indicate not to use it on Maidenhair Ferns. So, I’ve been searching and searching the Internet for info on specialized pesticides gentle enough for my Maidenhair Fern. I found this one and am still reading it as we speak.

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