. . . of the dirty looks I get in the library, simply for laughing quietly to myself. A little giggle here, a quiet snort there, shaking with mirth while covering my mouth -- it all brings those librarian looks. And generally not from the librarians themselves!
How can you not laugh at things like this?:
The Bad Catholic's Guide to Wine Whiskey and Song, by the irrepressible John Zmirak, who is rapidly becoming one of my favorite columnists,
Or this cartoon with Sarah Palin:
Help! Mom! Liberals are ruining my country!
Or this dog, who understands joy:
Bailey, the unknown reindeer
I wish my fellow library patrons joy, or at least a bit of mirth. But please, they must stop being so unhappy!