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Saturday, December 17, 2005
So I'm browsin through my local library checkin out the latest developments in shelving technology when Osama bin Laden jumps outta the card catalogue an hijacks the reference section!
"Oh no!" says me. "Stop him before he misfiles that almanac!" "Mwa-hahaha, you're too late!" says the terrorist mastermind escapin into the periodicals. "Now nothing can stop me from researching the history of your hometown's spicy marmalade festival!" "He's in the microfiche," says the crusty ol librarian. "We'll never catch im now!" Oh John Ashcroft, where are you when we need you most! Labels: securitainment
posted by fafnir at 4:35 PM
The mention of "card catalogue" takes me back to the days of my youth, there in the twentieth century. Fellow fans of the card catalog will find two photos of the one at Yale at
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/a/a6/Yale_card_catalog.jpg/250px-Yale_card_catalog.jpg The caption reads, "The card catalog at Yale University's Sterling Memorial Library goes almost completely unused, but adds to the austere atmosphere." Those were the days, my friend, we thought they'd never end...
You can see a video of the song "Spicy Marmalade" being performed in concert at
http://www.animelyrics.com/anime/gravitation/spicymarmalade.htm Spicy Marmalade These days, people really seem to be lead astray, with faces hidden by sadness. What's making you tremble? Hedonists are the ones who smile. Lying along these frozen rails is a future that's been planned without telling us. Eccentricity is an obstacle; passion is absorbing. Quite a nightmare, isn't it? Boredom's fighting back. Spicy Marmalade Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance. Vanish into the night These days, people really seem to be lead astray, with faces hidden by sadness. Beneath the stage of the pale moon, the sobbing villain screams aloud. In the sweet contents of the bottle, the fatal reality is a misunderstanding. Mischievously acting like you want it, join the fad yourself. Quite a problem, isn't it? Vainly not even noticing... Spicy Marmalade In your own way, throw off the chains if they've rusted. Vanish into the night Even tonight, so intently gazed upon, becomes a phantom with the touch of a fingertip. Spicy Marmalade Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance. Vanish into the night Conspicuous marmalade If you've decided you're ready, well, then... Spicy Marmalade In your own way, throw off the chains if they've rusted. Vanish into the night These days, people really seem to be lead astray, with faces hidden by sadness. |
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