So instead, here's what you get.
I'll admit that I am easily amused. I adore puns, and love wordplay.
Sometimes, things at work amuse me.
1. For instance, right near the Library, there is a diorama of a panda "family" - two adults and a cub. A few weeks ago, a woman and a little kid were standing in front of it when I walked by, and had this conversation.
Kid: Where did they get these pandas? How did they end up here?
Woman (clearly uncomfortable): They died of natural causes.
Kid (looking disgusted, and pointing to the cub): You're telling me *that* one died of natural causes?
2. Overheard as two kids come up the steps.
Kid #1: Let's go see the mummies!
Kid #2: That's not even interesting. All they are is bones and paper.
3. Yesterday I cataloged an entomology book published in 1930, and the author's name was: C. Yuwa Wong. I know it's terrible of me, but I laughed until I cried. Seriously, say it to yourself out loud. You can't deny it's amusing, even if it's rude to laugh about it.
4. This is one I may have already told you about a while back, but something happened the other day that reminded me of it. A former co-worker asked me once for a recipe for what I had in my lunch, and I said I'd e-mail it to her. She responded: "You can just tell me, I have a photogenic memory." I was tempted to ask if I could see one of the pictures. But she would have had no idea in the universe what I meant ...