>[The title of this post is a play on the term “warchalking.”]
I’m in the BL. I enabled my wireless because I wanted to use the catalog from my seat. I’m not supposed to be able to access the real internet without paying for access (the BL site and its catalogs are free to access), but somehow I did. I feel naughty. And this is bad, because I don’t need distractions from work. In fact, enough said — I’m getting off the bloody internet.
In other happy accident news, I ran into JJCohenand his lovely family while we were each on our respective way to our day’s destinations, just walking down the street. How funny to run into someone you know (and mostly virtually) in a city of some 7 million people and about as many tourists and visitors. Granted, I was only steps from my home here, but it was still a pretty surprising coincidence. Although I didn’t get a chance to talk to them for long, I pronounce them all delightful. Kid #1 especially cracked me up, in part because he’s about the same age I was the first time I came to London. I’m glad I got a brief chance to meet them all in real life.