Getting Our Assess Out of the Apartment

We went to our branch of the public library yesterday. It's incredible. 10 stories, crazy architecture, coffee shop, RFID enabled self-check out. It would certainly be on my list of places to visit when the deluge of visitors (hopefully!) come and visit later this year. Elizabeth pointed out that they have a lot of books, too.

Elizabeth just noticed an embarrassing misspelling in my resume's cover letter. You know, the one I've sent to a few dozen prospective employers. ". . . to asses and repair unruly technology." The blame lies solely on Copper, who proof-read that three times. We need to do something about your dang illiteracy, Little Dog.