June 22
A funny email that got sent around first thing this morning at work mentioned that something was lost or misplaced from storage - the video of the inauguration of George W. Bush. Heh. I wonder what happened to that! When we got all this paperwork to fill out in the beginning of our time at the Library, one of the things we had to sign was an agreement to not make a strike against the government. I'm assuming that all employees have to sign something like that - I wonder if stealing a videotape of the inauguration is akin to making a strike against the government. Probably not.
In the morning, more CD processing. I listened YET again to The Wonder Years soundtrack. I'm loving that. I especially enjoy The Indigo Girls singing "Get Together" and Julian Lennon singing "Ruby Tuesday." I had "Ruby Tuesday" in my head all day - in fact, when I was looking for a place to eat dinner and saw a Ruby Tuesday restaurant, I thought perhaps it was kismet. But I didn’t go there…
Anyway, The Wonder Years soundtrack is tons better than listening to bands like Skid Row, Tuff, Tattoo Rodeo and Mike & the Mechanics. I swear today was the fourth Mike & the Mechanics CD I have processed in the last ten days… who knew they were so prolific? I also came across what HAD to be Marc Anthony's very first CD. In fact, it's actually "Little" Louie Vega performing, with singing by Marc Anthony. It was from 1991, I think, so Marc had to be like 20 years old or something. I wonder if J.Lo has heard that…
In the afternoon, I spent the whole time looking in the copyright database. Also, one of the reference librarians showed me how to get to the post office in one of the House Office Buildings, which are accessible via tunnels. Don't think I won't go back there! It's such a different atmosphere in the basement of the House Buildings compared to the basement of the Library buildings.
On my way home from seeing Bewitched!, I experienced my first bus ride in DC. It was fine and I managed okay - got on the right bus and everything. Phew. The scariest man ever got on the bus right before we took off, though, and sat right across the aisle from me. Everyone eyed him and was clearly thinking the same thing I was... "please don't kill me." I'm not kidding - everyone breathed easier when he got off the bus. He was filthy, smelled icky, had what looked like blood stains on his pants, had (unlit) cigarettes behind both ears, was wearing an El Salvador mesh basketball-like jersey which he proceeded to take off and then put back on like a shrug... but the topper was his Syracuse baseball cap. Yep, so proud. So, so proud. Go Orange!
In the morning, more CD processing. I listened YET again to The Wonder Years soundtrack. I'm loving that. I especially enjoy The Indigo Girls singing "Get Together" and Julian Lennon singing "Ruby Tuesday." I had "Ruby Tuesday" in my head all day - in fact, when I was looking for a place to eat dinner and saw a Ruby Tuesday restaurant, I thought perhaps it was kismet. But I didn’t go there…
Anyway, The Wonder Years soundtrack is tons better than listening to bands like Skid Row, Tuff, Tattoo Rodeo and Mike & the Mechanics. I swear today was the fourth Mike & the Mechanics CD I have processed in the last ten days… who knew they were so prolific? I also came across what HAD to be Marc Anthony's very first CD. In fact, it's actually "Little" Louie Vega performing, with singing by Marc Anthony. It was from 1991, I think, so Marc had to be like 20 years old or something. I wonder if J.Lo has heard that…
In the afternoon, I spent the whole time looking in the copyright database. Also, one of the reference librarians showed me how to get to the post office in one of the House Office Buildings, which are accessible via tunnels. Don't think I won't go back there! It's such a different atmosphere in the basement of the House Buildings compared to the basement of the Library buildings.
On my way home from seeing Bewitched!, I experienced my first bus ride in DC. It was fine and I managed okay - got on the right bus and everything. Phew. The scariest man ever got on the bus right before we took off, though, and sat right across the aisle from me. Everyone eyed him and was clearly thinking the same thing I was... "please don't kill me." I'm not kidding - everyone breathed easier when he got off the bus. He was filthy, smelled icky, had what looked like blood stains on his pants, had (unlit) cigarettes behind both ears, was wearing an El Salvador mesh basketball-like jersey which he proceeded to take off and then put back on like a shrug... but the topper was his Syracuse baseball cap. Yep, so proud. So, so proud. Go Orange!
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