A Pullup and Treasure poll reports that 94.7 percent of North Americans wear under pants. I keep 7 in circulation; one per day. My current underpants are made 10,000 miles away so I’m not anti technology, not in the least because I rely on machines; airplanes, ships, trains, trucks and fork lifts bringing my tighty whities home to me, not to mention the machines of wash and dry.
I can move around the cabin of this great and glorious universe with much more ease thanks to my starchy fresh undies. But I still prefer the library over internet technology-that thief of spontaneous encounters. I’ve been loitering at the library four decades now and I’m still going strong.
People recommend all kinds of groups, gatherings, online get togethers, but I’m not interested in any of it, never have been, never will be. They talk about shared interests and romance short cuts and to each their own, but no thank you. I prefer the lottery balls any day; mixing in with life and if something happens;.then yipeee and if nothing happens, so what. There’s always spaghetti squash and reruns of Modern Family.
If I were emperor for a day I would remove all online dating services and anything else where humans back life into a corner and try and control it. The library, bus cabins, park benches and wild forests would all remain.
I was in the pretty prosperous neighborhood of Westmount the other day. The library there requires a private membership to check out books-140 bucks. Way too expensive, but visitors are welcome and we’re treated nicely. There’s a pond in the back and some rolling mounds, seagulls, squirrels, big freaking trees, so big they look like the inside of a cathedral with buttresses and horse shoe arches, stained glass leafs.
And inside…. the computer stations are segregated into members and non members but who cares.This is Montreal; same city where Branch Rickey launched the Jackie Robinson experiment outside the spot light of black and white, rich and poor unless you happen to be Celine Dion.
I didn’t have one reverse snobbery thing to say. I just sat back and enjoyed the ride; loitered 6 hours and discovered a coffee machine that is not in the cafeteria because there is no cafeteria. It’s right inside the library and get this. There are no signs saying; “No food or beverage allowed.” Free to move about the cabin.
The machine is on the basement level-DVD section, beside the bathroom. Plenty of people traffic.Only $1.25 for a coffee, but then confusion kicks in because there is not just one choice. There are 16. No shit. I borrowed a mini pencil and wrote down all 16.Those mini pencils are everywhere at libraries and baseball games too; as part of the scorecard/program purchase.
I drink coffee at home or McDonalds and it’s black with a little sugar, nothing else, but I’m not stupid. I know about latte and moka, but 16 varieties? Rich and unnecessary excess? Coffee breakthrough? Who cares! For 1.25, I’ll try anything. Excuse the spelling and lack of accents.
amercano avec lait
Holy shit. Holy excess. Holy unnecessary Holy who the hell am I to judge! I haven’t heard of 93.7 percent of these. I know hot chocolate and latte, but that’s about it. A Filipino lady pointed out le cocktail. She was wondering and so was I. Brandy not included, but plenty of milk and sugar and coffee and I felt high, way higher than a coffee at home.
I went back to my post on the second floor. People come and go. I sometimes smile at people. If they start flinging their hair; impersonating a Milan runway and what not, then I know I’ve done a good thing.
There’s a totem pole in the corner; a real live totem pole made from a tree I guess.The library probably bought it from British Colombia or someone donated it. There are eyes on top of eyes on top of eyes. I feel them looking at me. It doesn’t freak me out at all.
The Brewers lost in 13 innings to the Cardinals…drifting further out of the playoff picture. I might buy a Cuisinheart Smartstick today; ideal for mixing it up; when making soups and things.