Congratulations....

to me!!! This is my 100th blog post! That's a heck of a lot of self-indulgent rambling.

Here's a few random thoughts on this my centiblogational day:

1)If you were gonna beg a couple church jobs to take you back, how would you go about it? I'm going through being-a-professional-musician withdrawal.

2)There is a dude next to me in the computer lab who keeps looking at me funny and he smells like ketchup. Should I run away or laugh it off? Eh, I'm lazy I'll sit here.

And now you need a story:

So I was in the library, looking for Sex and the City by Candace Bushnell, the book that the series was based on. On my way to it, though I discovered a journal called The Celibate Woman, which was a fascinating little literary journal from the 80s, about women who for some reason or other chose to live (often temporarily) celibate. It was so interesting that I decided to take it out, but then I thought, "Oh no! I can't just go up to the counter with just a copy of The Celibate Woman." The library guy will think I'm nuts!!" So I decided to go on to find Sex and the City, because I figured it would (paradoxically) balance it out. It wasn't on the shelf, though, so I decided to find some other inocuous-looking book to somehow counteract the weirdness of The Celibate Woman. I wandered through the aisles, and started reading a book called A String of Pearls - stories about cross-dressing. I was like, whoa, stories about cross-dressing - interesting!! With these two books under my arm, I realized that my strategy was backfiring. I finally selected a couple of random poetry books to complete (and attempt to normalize) my selection. I put the one with the picture of the drag queen on the front at the bottom of the stack, and went to the check-out desk.

It's unfortunate that I feel so encumbered by social "norms" (real or imagined) that I feel nervous about checking out books that might be deemed "odd" by others. But I'm lucky that I don't face any government inquiries or investigations because of what I check out at the library. Though a few clauses in the Patriot Act might have weakened that freedom - I still can pretty much read and write whatever I want to. Just another reason that it's important to preserve the Bill of Rights.