tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27148134.post5595020361648729114..comments2023-06-16T02:05:41.357-07:00Comments on all four paws - life with ernest: Nazila Meratihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13612994137206465453noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27148134.post-39504008505602593142007-03-20T17:59:00.000-07:002007-03-20T17:59:00.000-07:00E, it happens.From 1989 to 2000, I routinely colle...E, it happens.<BR/>From 1989 to 2000, I routinely collected library books at the end of each schoool semester, from my daughter's closet, under the bed, wherever. I would take at least two grocery sacks of books back to whatever school library she was attending, after hours, incognito. Leave 'em. <BR/>She considered the library her personal domain. Now she is getting her masters in library science. Go figure. I see it as the definition of irony.<BR/>So eat away, my friend. I will personally spot you on the fines...<BR/>monyMonyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05641624809271315010noreply@blogger.com