If you see people taking their shirts off, it's time to leave the party

People taking their shirts off
2 steps away from orgy

White guys talking like they're gansters
2 steps away from fight/orgy

WTF AIG??? W... T... F...

Consumerist reports that AIG has "fought every request from John Woodson, a man who lost a leg, an eye, and 70% of the vision in the remaining eye while working in Iraq" where he was bombed.

You guys are winners... not.

You guys are not winners.

People driving cars into stuff

We were so busy dealing with the flooding catastrophes that we forgot another scourge to fear: people driving into your building.

This morning an elderly couple was woken up by a dude driving into their house:


"Harold Patterson and his wife were sound asleep when a car on Ness Avenue ran over their neighbour's lawn, through their back fence and rammed into their home, coming within half a metre of their bed." Cont here.


Yesterday a lady drove into some guy's new meat shop. (Picture from WFP website).


"Marcello Castellano surveys the damage after a car crashed through the windows into his soon-to-be Marcello's Meats store in a strip mall at 200 Meadowood Drive Thursday. He was the only person in the store when an elderly female driver drove into the building. The woman was taken to hospital for observation. "

And I remembered seeing one from not long ago where an out-of-control car drove into a closed garage. One of the women in the car later passed away: read about it here. (Pic WFP website).

Were these accidents always so frequent, and I'm just suddenly noticing them more?

Or are people just spring feverish and testing their luck on the newly ice free roads?

Oh, my!

Refgrunt from Tuesday the 7th.

Refgrunt inspired by Ref Grunt.

Garfield
Star Wars graphic novels
How to print
Learn Turkish cd
Computer’s frozen
Supply management (nothing, had to show her Ebscohost)
Fern Michaels on cd
Road atlas for Saskatchewan
How to print
Trying to find phone number of someone who called me from Afghanistan on Saturday, but I don’t remember his name.
Automotive
How to photocopy
Computer’s frozen
Sketches by Walters
Schooled
List of 8 other kids or YA titles for her kid

1 pm and I am done!

Rude Mountain Climbing Book Reader

Lady: What’s the number for mountain climbing?
Me: (Smiling) I don’t know of the top of my head but I’ll look it up.

I look for a book on mounting climbing but we don’t have any in. We only have two biographies with climbing or mountain in title: the Kirk Douglas biography, Climbing the Mountain, My Search for Meaning.

Me: It doesn’t look like we have any mountain climbing books in.
Kinda Rude Lady: Just type in Everest. It will be under Everest.

I love when people tell me how to do my job.

Me: Are you looking for a book where someone climbed Mount Everest?
Lady: No. I just need a number.
Me: (Confused look)
Rude Lady: I know what I’m looking for.
Me: What are you looking for?
Rude Lady: I know what I’m looking for. I know exactly what I’m looking for. (Like, I don’t need your ineffectual help.)
Me: I’m not sure if it will be in.
Rude Lady: (Exasperated) I don’t need it to be in. Just give me a number.

I decide to be amused and not horrified. I tend to smile when confronted with rudeness, which may be a mistake and make rude people more annoyed with me, but it's a defence mechanism.

RL: In 600s, right?
Me: Well it will probably be with sports in 790s.
RL: That’s fine.
Me: Do you need a more specific number?
RL: (Walking away.) No I don’t need a more specific number. I can find it.

I find the exact number anyway.

Me: (To colleague N) Wow…
Colleague N: (Chuckle)

I go find the lady, expecting her to tell me off again.

Me: There should be some here on this shelf if you’d like.
RL: Thanks.

A couple of minutes later she walks back past the desk with an armload of books. Looking back, I think maybe she thought I was making fun of her from the beginning, because I made a joke of not knowing the number off the top of my head, and that’s why she seemed to become so testy so fast. But I really have no idea.

Winnipeg flooding once again.

One spring day in 1997 my mom showed up at my school in the middle of the day to tell me that we were going to have to spend a couple days out of our house. It was the Flood of the Century, but we lived blocks away from the roaring Red. Yet we were out of our house, and it turns out it was because when they had connected the sewer from our house they had attached it to the storm sewer, and not the proper one. So unmentionables were backing up into our house.

I remember walking to the front lawn and looking down, down, down, into a two-storey plus deep hole to see the top of a workman's head.

You remember these things when events come back around, and the city floods like a village by the Nile.

The Red River is, after all, the second longest north-flowing river in the world. The longest? The Nile.