“Mickey, why are you a Celebrity Bartender again? It’s not like you are a celebrity and you sure aren’t a bartender. I’ve seen you at the fountain soda machine and, frankly? It’s not pretty.” Great question. The first year, I was convinced they accidentally invited the…
Evening in the Stacks: Sparkle and Spurs
I walk in the doors and inhale, smelling the slightly sweet, dusty scent of old paper. I walk straight to my favorite section and stop in front of a particular shelf, pull down a book and smile at the soft crackle of the plastic-cased cover as…