Michael Jackon's sad, early demise this morning reminded me of the song Liberian Girl. Many years ago in another life I met the Liberian President, also sadly no longer with us.
Today's news caused me to reflect how many times in my career I have been asked to find a Liberian. Yes I knew they wanted a librarian, but it was so tempting to say I would get back once I had spoken to the Liberian President. But then I would think - who I am to talk. I often mention the Boys' Brigrade. Not for nothing are there ontologists working on natural language searching projects. That has to include natural language mistakes as well.
Yes, it's Friday, and the weather is warm and muggy. Off now to find that ontologist. I'll leave the Liberians til Monday. - Sue Hill
What a THRILLER of a blog. My aunt, 'DIRTY DIANA' we call her would be surpised that BEN, the MAN IN THE MIRROR, was in fact a Librarian and potential candidate and not a rat!
Okay time to BEAT IT.
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Posted by: Damon Thomas | June 26, 2009 at 03:42 PM