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Not Actually A Sewer In This Case

Still no bambino. As I understand it, that means tough luck for Cheryl, who picked this day in the library staff pool.

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"Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die."
--Mel Brooks
In other news, I've just discovered that someone has syndicated me on LJ. Thank you, Mysterious Intarweb-Based Stranger!


Hmm...you know, we had a family-wide pool for when Clara was born, but I don't think anybody actually paid up when we won. Maybe they thought using the Pitocin was cheating.

I bet they thought you had too much influence over the event.

Oh, and I know I owe you email, Charles. I'm sorry.