The Clerk Manifesto

  I had scheduled an hour of Non Fiction shelving in the late afternoon. There were two carts people had put in order and I grabbed one to t...

  Bob Dylan and I were sampling orange cognacs. Well, drinking them. "I like this Grand Garonne stuff better than the Cointreau Noir....

As you may know the estate of Dr. Seuss decided to stop publishing, and profiting by, six Dr. Seuss books that contained racial stereotypes....

I follow politics. I like to know how the world is working. I like to know how to dream for a better world. But sometimes I am overwhelmed b...

          I was talking to a bit of a narcissist about something in Uganda. He said "I'm not sure why, but I always seem to want to...

      At the library where I work sometimes things are done the wrong way. And sometimes when that happens someone, often a manager, will co...

           I had my cap on, and my mask. I took the elevator down. The doors opened up and a woman was standing there with her dog. Bundled ...

  While yesterday's post was full of pictures derived from graffiti pieces and from their layers of scribbling and peeling paint, it did...

  About a year ago I got a camera and started taking pictures. If you have been following along here you have seen a few... hundred... milli...

        It's been a challenging week. I've had a lot of really painful back problems all week. But because of a variety of other hea...

  My friend Richard asked me to read something his childhood friend wrote in the Star Tribune, our main city paper around here. Apparently t...

There is an old joke about the number of readers of this blog. It is that there is always one less reader than the last time I checked. Ha. ...

You caught me. My defenses are down. I admit: I would like to be a famous blogger. One is not supposed to admit to a desire for fame. It is ...

  I was out for a late Winter walk and I came upon a bird standing in a stream. "Is it a pigeon?" I wondered. I didn't think i...