Saturday, January 20, 2007
My class this weekend was LS 505 Collection Development...oh yeah, can't remember if it's in my profile or not but I'm in graduate school at the University of Alabama getting my MLIS (Master's Degree in Library and Information Studies). It is a 36 hour degree and I will complete 30 hours at the end of this semester...yippee! Only 2 classes to get through during the summer and I will be outta there!
Anyway, my class this weekend was much better than most I've taken. My professor, Dr. W, is very personable, funny, and proficient in bringing loft theoretical concepts down to the practical, functional level. Sound like it shouldn't be too hard??? Take some LS classes and get back to me... This weekend we did a lot of role playing exercises (and no not D&D). You be the librarian, you be the censor, you be the advocate...convince me to keep the item in the library. I like testing out my persuading skills on peers, keeps them from getting rusty. Although it feels a bit corny at first, the exercise is helpful for keeping possibilities in mind for future reference. He said to expect more of the same next time, but that won't be until March 2 so I have some time to prepare. Yes, that's right! My 30th Birthday will take place on a school night...
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Monday, January 15, 2007
My first toothache and I freely admit that I am not being the 100% adult that I'd like to be although I will say it is a matter of pride. There are VERY few things about which I am arrogant, but my teeth have always been one of them. I have a nice, naturally straight, sparkling white smile and have had to do little other than brush to keep it that way. Well, let this all be lesson to you to not thumb your nose at the cruel whimsy of fate.
I woke up this morning with some discomfort which has increased during the day. Any water or other liquid not the lukest of lukewarm temperatures is quite painful! Luckily my wonderful dentist, Kevin Schambeau's office, was able to work me in tomorrow. I just know I'm going to have to have a root canal. This distresses me in unexplainable ways that I, obviously, cannot explain. I brush AT LEAST 3 times a day and floss AT LEAST 4 times, usually more. Why do I need a root canal, or rather why do POSSIBLY need a root canal? It just seems vastly unfair.
Also, I start class on Friday and this is just not the way I would like to start the semester. It's going to be tough anyway simply because I am burned out and no longer interested in going! However, I am a mere 8 months out from getting that Master's degree in my hot little hand and woebegone (I pity the fool?) who stands in my way!!!
More whining tomorrow I promise :)
Adios! (this laptop won't let me put the accent mark on the o!)
Sunday, January 14, 2007
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Friday, January 12, 2007
I've started a long pet sitting job today, ten days of cable television at my disposal :) T and C say hi! T has some serious gas and is constantly bombing me...I hope I can sleep through it, or at least give him a run for his money :) Hopefully the boys will provide plenty of blogging fodder as they are terrific fun and I haven't kept them since the summer.
I really do love the pet sitting. It's easy and rewarding knowing that I am making what is normally a very stressful time for a loving pet (the absence of the owner) much more bearable! 99% of the time we have so much fun that the owners say the pooches (hasn't happened yet with a kitty, but they're wired differently) look for me for a few days. I do feel quite proud of that :)
Speaking of that, I'm getting the big, soulful, liquid brown "I need to go out" eyes from C so I'll bid you adieu (to the thundering, blaring sound of the 900th train crossing/plane landing tonight....I do so miss Bibb Co. when I'm not there).
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Tuesday, January 9, 2007
Monday, January 8, 2007
As for the carnage and tears, those were viewed (for the former) and experienced (for the latter). Yesterday's viewing of the movie Children of Men was excellent in IMHO, not sure exactly how T felt about it. In a setting in the not-too-distant future (2027) the women of the world have not given birth since 2008. All the nations of the world have destroyed themselves except Britain and even there, religious factions terrorize each other and everyone not taking sides in the war against infertility. It falls to one mostly broken man to help an inexplicably pregnant girl find refuge from those who would take her baby.
Friday, January 5, 2007
In other news, I finally, finally, finally got into the class I wanted, Materials and Services for Young Adults! I really believe this class might be helpful in bringing me out of the mental slump I've been in for the past 2 semesters. I can hardly wait to get into all the teen books with which I am unfamiliar. A teen reader looking for a good book is enough to strike fear in my heart! It will be a lot of work, I know, but it will be fun and it will be worth it. This is supposed to be Dr. A's last semester before retirement so I've eked in under the wire.
I'm off for the weekend and am going to fight the obsession to come into work just to post. It shouldn't be that difficult as it is my Mom's birthday (!!!) and T and I are going to see Children of Men, which I'll review on Monday and I am überexcited about Pan's Labyrinth but that won't be out in theaters until next week.
Thursday, January 4, 2007
On the reading front, I've just started a novel I found through my newest favorite blog, Cinematical. All things film-related, and I do mean ALL, can be found there and it is the best team of bloggers, very inspirational to this newbie. I use Bloglines for my RSS feed subscriptions and am absolutely addicted to Cinematical. Anyway, Theodore Roszak's novel Flicker is on the docket to be made into a film by the same director who did The Fountain. I'm a mere 31 pages into it and am fascinated. It is much more literary than the books I normally go for but I just find the language so beautiful:
"How diabolically ironic it was that I should have been summoned to the serious study of film by these French and Italian sirens. As I remember them now--Gina Lollobrigida, Simone Signoret, Martine Carol--they brim with the bright promise of love, the insurgent fertility of life. But the hunger of the flesh as I learned it from them was only the beginning of a darker adventure; though I could never have guessed it, beyond them lay the labyrinthine tunnel that led down and down into the world of Max Castle. There, among old heresies and forgotten deities, I would learn that both life and love can be bait in a deadly trap.
Still I must be grateful, knowing that the awkward desire these few fleeting moments of cinematic seduction quickened in me was the first early-morning glimmer of adulthood. Through them, I was learning the difference between the sexual and the sensual. Sex, after all, is a spontaneous appetite; it bubbles up from the adolescent juices of the body without shape or style. We are born to it like all the simple animals that mindlessly rut and mate. But sensuality--raw instinct reworked by art into a thing of the mind that can be played with endlessly--that is grown-up human. It idealizes the flesh into a fleshless emblem (Roszak 20-21)."
From these first few 31 pages, I'm visualizing the narrator as a young adolescent boy evolving into a new, more sophisticated phase of life; leaving behind the old conventions and entering a world were everything is new and not always pleasant. I am excited to follow him on this journey and see what dark, shadowed corners he finds. From the blurb I know the story involves subliminal messages, murder, and worse but it should be a heck of a ride! We'll just have to see as far as the movie prospects are concerned. If it pans out I can use it at the Movie Tie-in meeting of the Reader's Advisory Roundtable!
Roszak, Thomas. Flicker. Summit Books: New York, 1991. ISBN 0671728318
Wednesday, January 3, 2007
I was taken to lunch today by my favorite library family, the G's. We ate at Zoe's and had the best visit. I originally had a hair appointment booked but canceled immediately when that little happy face said, "Miss Holley, we want you to eat lunch with us!" There is always time to get a hair cut but C has to go back to school tomorrow, so sad. After lunch he begged me not to go back to work and to go to the movies with them, but alas, my days of skipping out on work were over about 8 or 9 years ago. I wouldn't have hesitated then :-)
Jumping to another topic...we've been exceptionally busy today! Phone ringing all the time, questions from every direction, a couple of the computers pooped out after lunch, the copier was making random and reduced size copies one minute (for those in the know, it of course had absolutely nothing to do with the user, Mr. Grumpy Newspaper Funnies) and jamming the next.
I'll try to remember to post weird library happenings when they occur as well. It doesn't matter the tax bracket, every library has at least one peculiar patron...most have scores. Take Nasty Coffee Man (NCM) for instance...picture this--it's late, the free coffee is gone, what do you do? If you're NCM, you simply pour all the cold remnants left by the last 11 hours of coffee drinkers into a cup and PRESTO! You have yourself a nice, cold, backwash cup of other people's spit...oh, and there's coffee in there too. I'm not lying folks, other people have had sightings!
The only other rating a nickname is Itchy Butt Man. Now, sometimes your butt itches and you (hopefully) discreetly scratch, but there is a big difference between scratching your butt and scratching your anus...especially IN PUBLIC! He was walking away from S and I at the time he started scratching. Apparently not able to satisfy this particular itch, he proceeded to hike one leg up to the side and his hand disappeared. Maybe it is simply a girl thing, but that is where I draw the line. This person also takes our newspapers, newspapers THE COMMUNITY reads, into the men's room and leaves them in the floor of the handicapped stall. Needless to say I no longer have anything to do with it after that. I'm not stupid and neither are you...come to your own conclusions.
Tuesday, January 2, 2007
What have you done?
Everything I have done is in purple.
Bought everyone in the bar a drink
Swam with wild dolphins
Climbed a mountain
Taken a Ferrari for a test drive
Been inside the Great Pyramid.
Held a tarantula.
Taken a candlelit bath with someone.
Said “I love you’ and meant it.
Hugged a tree.
Watched a lightning storm at sea.
Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise.
Seen the Northern Lights.
Gone to a huge sports game (and survived the crush afterwards).
Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa.
Grown and eaten your own vegetables.
Touched an iceberg. (to be fair, it was man-made for an exhibit of Titanic artifacts)
Slept under the stars.
Changed a baby’s diaper.
Taken a trip in a hot air balloon.
Watched a meteor shower.
Gotten drunk on champagne.
Given more than you can afford to charity.
Looked up at the night sky through a telescope.
Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment.
Had a food fight.
Bet on a winning horse.
Asked out a stranger.
Had a snowball fight
Screamed as loudly as you possibly can.
Held a lamb.
Seen a total eclipse.
Ridden a roller coaster.
Hit a home run.
Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking.
Adopted an accent for an entire day.
Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment.
Had two hard drives for your computer.
Visited all 50 states.
Taken care of someone who was drunk.
Had amazing friends.
Danced with a stranger in a foreign country.
Watched wild whales.
Stolen a sign.
Backpacked in Europe.
Taken a roadtrip
Gone rock climbing.
Midnight walk on the beach.
Gone sky diving.
Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love.
In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them.
Milked a cow.
Alphabetized your CDs.
Pretended to be a superhero.
Lounged around in bed all day.
Posed nude in front of strangers.
Gone scuba diving.
Kissed in the rain.
Played in the mud.
Played in the rain.
Gone to a drive-in theater.
Visited the Great Wall of China.
Started a business.
Fallen in love and not had your heart broken.
Toured ancient sites.
Taken a martial arts class.
Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight.
Been in a movie.
Crashed a party.
Gone without food for 5 days.
Made cookies from scratch.
Won first prize in a costume contest.
Ridden a gondola in Venice.
Gotten a tattoo.
Rafted the Snake River.
Been on television news programs as an “expert”.
Got flowers for no reason.
Performed on stage. (It was impromptu and needs to be forgotten)
Been to Las Vegas.
Had a one-night stand.
Gone to Thailand.
Bought a house.
Been in a combat zone.
Buried one/both of your parents.
Been on a cruise ship.
Spoken more than one language fluently.
Performed in Rocky Horror.
Followed your favorite band/singer on tour.
Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country.
Picked up and moved to another city to just start over.
Walked the Golden Gate Bridge.
Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking.
Had plastic surgery.
Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived.
Wrote articles for a large publication.
Lost over 100 pounds.
Held someone while they were having a flashback.
Piloted an airplane.
Petted a stingray.
Broken someone’s heart.
Helped an animal give birth.
Won money on a T.V. game show.
Broken a bone.
Gone on an African photo safari.
Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced.
Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol.
Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild.
Ridden a horse.
Had major surgery.
Had a snake as a pet.
Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon.
Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours.
Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states.
Visited all 7 continents.
Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days.
Eaten kangaroo meat.
Had your picture in the newspaper.
Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about.
Gone back to school.
Petted a cockroach.
Eaten fried green tomatoes.
Read The Iliad - and the Odyssey.
Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read.
Killed and prepared an animal for eating.
Skipped all your school reunions.
Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language.
Been elected to public office.
Written your own computer language.
Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream.
Had to put someone you love into hospice care.
Built your own PC from parts.
Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you.
Had a booth at a street fair.
Dyed your hair.
Been a DJ.
Shaved your head. (half of it anyway)
Caused a car accident.
Saved someone’s life. (so my mom says)
Wow, I've been busy :)
I've really got to figure out how to get the photos off my camera....KT's girls got a salon set complete with a tiny hair dryer (1 AA battery produced an amazingly realistic sound) and curlers and they had the best time "fixing" my hair. Mistakenly thinking we were through, I started to stand up at one point and Scout said "Thit back down Aunt Holley, I got thome more hairdo to put on." Good times, good times...especially with the champagne and pizza! For some serious family time check out KT's blog, The Burrow!