Monday, May 16, 2011
I used to dream of having a big library,
with the roller ladder and all.
I'd wear a tweed jacket
with the leather elbow patches.
Peruse ancient tomes.
Big overstuffed arm chair
and a cello in the corner
that I had always wanted to
get around to learning how to play.
I would have "colleagues"
and we would discuss importantia.
I would be fluent in Greek and Latin...
Now I'm just glad that my basement ceiling
is high enough so that I can walk upright there.
Now, no matter what I read
it seems like I've read it before.
Now, I've taken more books to Half-Price
than are dreamed of in your philosophies.
aka: Lane Savant
Posted over on his site Feel Free to Laugh
Listed as #40 over on Magpie Tales 66