Judge a Book and Uncover

Now I just saw the most amuzing thing. Precious. Blondie the Librarian leads astray a group of youngsters to the "history of ghosts" section which is apparently what passes for where the wicca books are in severna park. In one fell swoop these girls savage the shelf for all the books on witches... and toss aside the one book on the shelf actually written by a real witch. Currott's "Book of Shadows" as it happens. All poor P.C. rates for her white cover and ordinary winey dress is half a sniff. As it also happens, where I'd secreted away a flier for J/S a la guerrilla marketing tactics. Sniff. Moral of the story: men who make money know our brains freeze up at the sight of the color black. Judge, judge, judge.