Well, Yet Again I Have Failed to Keep Posting

Oh well.  I suppose updates will be irregular and infrequent, and this blog will have only its readership of one.

So, I found out today that my library moved the Young Adult section.  I went over there to check to see if they had finally bought the latest books in a series I'd been reading for several years.  (Note to self: Blogger saves drafts automatically [Note to self: Automagically {Note to reader(s):  Pretend you haven't read everything inside the parentheses}]) To my surprise, it had completely disappeared.  "Well, this is an unexpected development," I thought to myself.  I looked around.  Perhaps I had simply missed the card identifying the row?  No?  It was quite the consternation.  After a minute of searching, I noticed that there were extra shelves full of DVDs and CDs blocking off the area containing all the computers.  "Aha!"  So, it turns out they had moved the shelves into a corner.  Above the shelves, it says "Teen Corner" in a completely ridiculous font and surrounded by Clipart stars.  Thanks, librarians.  You just made my day.  That is, perhaps, the most hip and cool thing I have ever seen in my life.  In addition to pointing out to everyone in an entirely absurd and derogatory way that teens apparently get their own genre of books, not fit for the consumption of mature people, you've made me find a thesaurus to look up more words for ridiculous... er, what I meant to say is that you also put it in a corner, so if I want to go get a book from it, I have to stand in a corner (perhaps I should look up more words for "corner", too) like a dunce with my back to the entire library.  That may not bother everyone, but I certainly don't like it.  It's a good thing I have my spy sunglasses with mirrors on the sides, which I will remember to wear everywhere from now on.  But being in a corner is not the biggest problem I have with the new placement of the section--It's the utterly ludicrous fashion in which you've denoted its existence and the fact that it's separated from all the other books in the library.  It's on the opposite side of the building from the rest of the books.  We must prevent these monstrosities from poisoning the rest of our selection!  And the sign:  It looks like a five-year-old made it.  You're not even calling it something halfway respectable like it was before (Young Adult).  Gah.  "Teen corner"?