So you were acosted by the librarian. You should have known they thrive on anyone not following the rules. I hate librarians. They always get tweaked anytime you misplace something. Its not my fault you have compulsively organized and reorganized books all day. She will probably be visiting you soon to see if that green wrapper turned up.

So i am trying to get a haircut so i look presentable for easter. I know its saturday and everyone in the county is off and by some miracle i am as well. I hit my 2 usual spots for a trim and they are both closed. Florida makes up all its own rules. The sign in the window says we close at 6pm. It was 2pm. WOW. So i stop at a place i have not been to. I walk in and theres 1 guy. He's in his 60's and he has white hair. His hair is perfectly styled and glossed and his moustache is long and waxed in a strange manner. It goes down and up ever so slightly. He greets me and says I am Albert. I reluctantly tell him the look i am interested in and the cut begins. He is trimming when he stops mid comb and says"You cut your own hair?" No i dont but then is realized i did trim a little scruffiness sticking out the side of my hat the day before. He is frozen in mid cut and replies." You know i really can't fix THAT." And then resumes his trimming. He was silent the rest of my trim. Wow. I will not be going there again.
So I have found that my child enjoys watching wrestling. She sat quiet and watched wrestlemania with me and steve at pat's house. She loves our impressions of the now retired hulk hogan and giggles every time. Here she is with grandpa on easter. Her attire provided by aunt teresa and uncle andy.

So i am driving home this week from work and there is a man next to me on a motorcycle. No big deal except he is on the white line between me and a DHL truck.