Wash After Reading

Here's a little Me Show public service announcement for all of my devoted readers.

Today, as Livy and I were enjoying the lovely weather at the lake we saw a man riding a bicycle in front of us with a paperback book shoved deep into the back of his pants.  There was no evidence of underwear (wasitband on the book, etc.), and I think it is safe to assume that the only thing between him and his Calvins was his paperback.  Just imagining the friction between the glossy paper cover and his sweaty cheeks as he pumped the pedals gives me shivers.  And, friends, on that paperback was a large sticker indicating that it is part of the current collection of the Seattle Public Library.

That's right.  It's now a butt book.

Unfortunately, it's not this kind of butt book.  (Also, Non-Cellulite is not an adjective.)

So, as a loyal user of the Seattle Public Library, I am now resolving to wash my hands after reading shared material, and I think you should, too.  Because the last thing you need along with your community-supported collective knowledge is E-coli.