Here's how bad it is in my little corner of DC: I've run out of room and alternatives, and I'm thinking about installing bookshelves in the bathtub.
Cheerz, Janet and Deanna Ivy the Wonderkitty, who has become accustomed to constantly cascading piles of books that encroach upon her floor space -------------- You've got to shake your fists at lightning now You've got to roar like forest fire You've got to spread your light like blazes All across the sky Joni Mitchell
