The library is closing in 30 minutes

The library is closing in 30 minutes. They just made a lengthy, lengthy speech about it over the intercom. This is what the speech said:

Ladies and Gentlemen, the New York Public Library will be closing in 30 minutes. In 30 minutes we will be closing. If you need any assistance finding things you can ask a staff member for then next 30 minutes when we will be closing. The elevators you use to leave will be operating until closing. The checkout stand to checkout books will be open until closing. The bathrooms in the library will be available until closing. Returning books within the library is available until closing.

Here is a much shorter way of saying the entire speech they just said:

Ladies and gentleman, in 30 minutes we'll be closing.

That is unless in this library there's just one random thing that's always open past closing. Maybe they should look in a dictionary (found in reference section on the second floor) to understand that closing the store means closing everything within... they don't need to individually close everything.

There's an old man.

There's an old man sitting in front of me at a table nearby. This old man is just sitting at the table watching a woman erase stuff on a sheet of paper. He has two books in front of him (both closed) seemingly so there's no reason to kick him out. He also has a weird hat sitting next to the books.

The woman is starting to look concerned. She keeps up looking up at this man and he just keeps moving his left hand... not really cracking his knuckles, but doing something with them. I think he's smiling at her, but it's hard to see at this angle (I am mostly watching the back of his head as I am sitting 45 degrees to the left of directly behind him). This is actually a very creepy scene the more I watch it.

He checks his watch. His watch bores him so he puts down his hand. What the fuck is he doing here? Uh-oh. He just looked back at me. Stay very still.

...

He's looking back at the girl. All is right in the world. Except to this girl.

This may be my best blog post yet.

STOP MOVING YOUR HAND OLD DUDE!

The library resort

Several of my readers might be wondering why I am blogging from a public library. More than that, why I'm blogging in a library in Midtown Manhattan. Well, there are perfectly good reasons for this:

1. WiFi. As I was eating an early dinner with my friend Forrest I suddenly realized that I would not be coming home for a while, where the wifi is reliable and sturdy, nor would I be going to a coffee shop with free wifi since the only coffee you're legally allowed to buy in Manhattan is Starbucks. And that would cost me $12 or something for the hour I needed the internet. I looked frazzled... what was I to do? Library, said Forrest. Library.
2. I am bad at finding libraries, this is how I ended up in MidTown Manhattan... the other libraries around the city eluded me.
3. Why not right? Libraries are here for the public to eat up... also I needed to go to the bathroom and the line at all the starbucks were way way way too long.

Hence I am treating my readership (hi mom) to a rare look at a man in a library. Where else are you going to get such cutting edge blog action? No where. That's where.

Provin' it

Here I am in the New York Public Library... don't believe me, well you should because there are books in the background.

This blog will be devoted to random thoughts, ideas I have about this public library... the one in midtown Manhattan.