From Funeral to Dance Party:

"The photocopier is dead. On February 15th, at approximately 1:45 PM, in the process of copying an inductive study, the 'faithful' copying machine chewed, burned, and lost its last paper. The sound it last emitted was that of a chipmunk in a blender. 'Rattle, sputter, rattle, sputter, SQUEAL!!' In an attempt to even warm up, the poor, decrepit machine just choked and sputtered its last. No one is sure how much it will be missed, but we know is that it's in a better place.... the junkyard."

A Eulogy to the Photocopier,
by Damien M. Gula


Jokesters, loudmouths, and clowns alike have joined the party at the Rogers Memorial Library today. It never fails that I always have interesting crowds in here whenever I work a long shift. This isn't necessarily a bad thing, but I like to have fun too. As a librarian, I have to try to maintain that balance between having fun and keeping a repeatable quiet for the other patrons.

This library went from the mourning of the copier to Matt Deprez showing an entire table his MacMillan impersonation and how to hardcore dance. Somewhere in this mix, I was asked to show them how to skank (the official dance of ska). After they left, I was left with Jen and Kat from the PA crew (normally consisting of the Pusey brothers, Kat King, Joy Mc, Karen, Jen Kramer, and whoever else is brave and patient enough to tolerate their antics). Some how we started talking about sibling rivalry when I made a comment about about teasing and diarrhea both building character.... then apologizing that joking being in bad taste... what a mistake.

Today's experiment: . . . . . . . failure.