Foker Out!!!!
htw
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Friday, June 29, 2007
is it time to go home yet?
...sitting in Gorgas Library
...50 minutes 'til class
...what the hell do I do with myself after this
...going home for the first time since June 8th
...and I can hardly wait to sleep in my own bed, look in my own mirror, cook on my own stove, the corollary: mess up my own dishes! Before you ask, I threw away everything perishable before I left so hopefully my refrigerator won't be a biology experiment unless I overlooked something. My next petsitting job won't be starting until Tuesday and it will only be 'til the following Friday, then my next job won't start until the 16th and after that, LOOK OUT FLORIDA, HERE I COME!!! I haven't been on a real vacation for the past 4 summers. I've been in school the past 3 summers and the one before that is when my horses got sick and I had to have them put down. I'm still sad about that; I miss my ponies all the time.
On to happier news, my tattoo is itching like an SOB as it heals (par for the course). My niece sent me an email asking me to extend the due on one of her library books. I like that terminology much more than the boring "renew my book" that we currently use so I'm implementing it into my library slang as of today. Look for it (and ask for it too!) at your local library today!...or tomorrow!
Our teen programming for this week was a scavenger hunt in the village, which was still going strong when I left to come to class. My assignment consisted of sitting at the location of one of the answers to make sure that decorous behavior was exercised and that CPR was administered if one of the little crumb crushers got run over. Sidewalks are there for a reason kiddos! From one of my fav movies, "Santa don't visit the funeral homes, little buddy." T came up with some great clues so I hope everything continued to go well after I left.
Speaking of teens, one of my favorite teen patrons, A, just got back from a month long tour of Eastern Europe and she brought me back the cutest little cup from...Romania or Hungary, I can't recall which but both are equally cool. I'll try to see about getting a photo up...I've done so well about getting pics up in general, you know...
Well, I guess I'll go to the classroom and sit. Maybe something interesting will occur, stranger things have happened.
¡Buenas noches!
htw
...50 minutes 'til class
...what the hell do I do with myself after this
...going home for the first time since June 8th
...and I can hardly wait to sleep in my own bed, look in my own mirror, cook on my own stove, the corollary: mess up my own dishes! Before you ask, I threw away everything perishable before I left so hopefully my refrigerator won't be a biology experiment unless I overlooked something. My next petsitting job won't be starting until Tuesday and it will only be 'til the following Friday, then my next job won't start until the 16th and after that, LOOK OUT FLORIDA, HERE I COME!!! I haven't been on a real vacation for the past 4 summers. I've been in school the past 3 summers and the one before that is when my horses got sick and I had to have them put down. I'm still sad about that; I miss my ponies all the time.
On to happier news, my tattoo is itching like an SOB as it heals (par for the course). My niece sent me an email asking me to extend the due on one of her library books. I like that terminology much more than the boring "renew my book" that we currently use so I'm implementing it into my library slang as of today. Look for it (and ask for it too!) at your local library today!...or tomorrow!
Our teen programming for this week was a scavenger hunt in the village, which was still going strong when I left to come to class. My assignment consisted of sitting at the location of one of the answers to make sure that decorous behavior was exercised and that CPR was administered if one of the little crumb crushers got run over. Sidewalks are there for a reason kiddos! From one of my fav movies, "Santa don't visit the funeral homes, little buddy." T came up with some great clues so I hope everything continued to go well after I left.
Speaking of teens, one of my favorite teen patrons, A, just got back from a month long tour of Eastern Europe and she brought me back the cutest little cup from...Romania or Hungary, I can't recall which but both are equally cool. I'll try to see about getting a photo up...I've done so well about getting pics up in general, you know...
Well, I guess I'll go to the classroom and sit. Maybe something interesting will occur, stranger things have happened.
¡Buenas noches!
htw
Thursday, June 28, 2007
how's your short term memory
I'm not sure what the results of this test mean, but mine looked alot like the value of pi :)
still happy thursday!
It is now 10 minutes after five, 50 minutes left in the workday, and I'm still going! It felt like cop-ing out to leave since E is still here slaving away and she got home at the same time I did...plus she's had to do 2 programs today; a movie for 4th-6th graders and a theater group for 2nd-6th graders. I pledged earlier in the day to not bitch about my 2 computer class students this morning. It was the last class so the usual trials and tribulations were not present for the most part.
I wish I had more to say :)
htw
I wish I had more to say :)
htw
happy thursday!
As I sit here at work, swilling the last of my 20 oz coffee before I have to go start up computer class, I am starting to feel a little bit human. I have my sweet onion bagel with green olive and pimento cream cheese and all seems right with the world. At this point, I feel like I'll be able to make it the entire day! Getting to go to lunch with my friend P will provide some additional incentive I'm sure. The whirlwind adventure is over and home is wonderful...one thing I know for sure, Holley T is NOT a city girl......
¡Buenos Dias!
htw
¡Buenos Dias!
htw
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Charlotte-Douglas International Airport
After my last post, fate found us stranded on the tarmac because of lightning (which I never saw) and we were there, in the plane (the hot plane), strapped in and unable to get up and move about, for an HOUR AND A HALF! ! !
...which of course caused us to miss the 3pm connecting flight in Charlotte
....which is where we still are until 10pm, the next flight out we could get on
we got into Charlotte about 5pm and the airline issued us tickets on the next flight out. Some of the other librarians from Birmingham got on the 5:30 flight but OOOOHHHH NOOOO, not us. We're stuck here until 10pm. They didn't even give us dinner vouchers since it was "an air traffic controller's mistake and we don't cover their problems." How nice for you....because I know that I have some younger readers, I will not include my subsequent thoughts here...imagine them for yourself, dear of-age reader.
It is 8:30 now and I'm tired, sweaty (this airport is hot as hell), irritable, and unhappy about flying around this late and having to get up and go to work at the hairy buttcrack of dawn to teach computer class in the morning. I'm very tempted to just leave afterward...I'll have to see how it goes. Maybe a quick trip to Starbucks will be in order first thing.
I really wanted to be home, clean, cool, and napping by this time.
S is off having a pedicure so we are sitting in rocking chairs (a nice touch for an airport I admit) sweating like farmers...such ladylike thing to do :)
Maybe I'll have more exciting things to talk about tomorrow.
Good night!
htw
...which of course caused us to miss the 3pm connecting flight in Charlotte
....which is where we still are until 10pm, the next flight out we could get on
we got into Charlotte about 5pm and the airline issued us tickets on the next flight out. Some of the other librarians from Birmingham got on the 5:30 flight but OOOOHHHH NOOOO, not us. We're stuck here until 10pm. They didn't even give us dinner vouchers since it was "an air traffic controller's mistake and we don't cover their problems." How nice for you....because I know that I have some younger readers, I will not include my subsequent thoughts here...imagine them for yourself, dear of-age reader.
It is 8:30 now and I'm tired, sweaty (this airport is hot as hell), irritable, and unhappy about flying around this late and having to get up and go to work at the hairy buttcrack of dawn to teach computer class in the morning. I'm very tempted to just leave afterward...I'll have to see how it goes. Maybe a quick trip to Starbucks will be in order first thing.
I really wanted to be home, clean, cool, and napping by this time.
S is off having a pedicure so we are sitting in rocking chairs (a nice touch for an airport I admit) sweating like farmers...such ladylike thing to do :)
Maybe I'll have more exciting things to talk about tomorrow.
Good night!
htw
Reagan International Airport
~1.5 hours 'til boarding time and here I sit, blogging in an airport for the first time. People-watching is an odd sport in an airport. In this post-9/11 world it doesn't do to stare too hard or you'll draw attention to yourself. Maybe I'm just being paranoid again, which is entirely too possible. I'm paying for this internet connection because I shipped all my books back home and I was devastatingly bored. Now all the email has been checked, I worked through my Bloglines account, checked in with my class via WebCT, which led me here to my House.
I had a nap yesterday after slogging through the steamy D.C. streets back to the hotel, then we had reservations at this restaurant called Zintanya (or something close). You order all these little tasting dishes and everyone at the table shares. We had zucchini-cheese patties, something with carrot and pine nuts, ground beef and lamb with spices, calamari, shrimp, couscous, and a host of other yummies. It was too loud for me, but I'm glad I went. I then went out with C and S to a bar called Madame's Organ which was decorated in an overdone saloon-type getup with paintings of naked ladies everywhere. There was a great live blues band playing and the martini would have taken rust off of a car bumber...I pretty sure I forgot to tell them I wanted a vodka martini instead of gin....bleck! I also like them dirty, or maybe filthy...whatever several steps above dirty is called. Basically I'd like a little vodka with my olive juice if you get my meaning. It was a bit too strong anyway. You know how sometimes the alcohol in a drink will settle down at the bottom if you don't stir it, then the last sip strips all the skin out of your esophagus on the way down...that was pretty much it.
One of the most disturbing things about this city is the amount of homeless in residence here. I am not the well-heeled traveler so Boston is the only other big city I've ever been to. There were homeless there of course but Washington, D.C. seems to be absolutely covered up. Every park bench was full and every shady spot on the ground covered with the homeless, of every color, age, and both genders (some indeterminant). Outside the Washington Convention Center I saw a man lying on the ground under a tree....I don't know if he was concerned about prostate cancer and feeling for lumps or what, but there was activity. I know such things go on of course, but I've just never seen it with my own eyes. The Office of Veteran Affairs was relatively near by so I wonder how much of these unfortunate people were products of war and how many fell through the cracks of an unorganized system? I am vastly more greatful for the relative peace and prosperity of my life and hope I can keep this new perspective as I go along in life.
In other news, Katie cannot find her iPod. I combed our room and had E go up and check behind me. We also asked the concierge about the hotel's lost and found...no luck. Katie left yesterday and told me that she never took the iPod out of the room. That leaves only one possibility, but wouldn't you think someone intent on pilfering would have taken more than that? There were plenty of opportunities and lots of stuff that a deft hand could have made disappear fairly quickly. S said she had left jewelry and cash out in her room and had had no trouble. Katie said she'd just have to take care of it when she got back to town. I'm hoping that perhaps the errant iPod made its way into some of the items that were shipped home, or that it is just tucked into something she hurridly packed yesterday...although she did tell me that she'd unpacked all her stuff twice since she'd gotten to her mother-in-laws house. I hope she finds it later.
Oh well, the 'ol laptop is about to run outta juice and there is not a plug nearby so I'll take my leave. Maybe I'll be able to get back on later.
Buenos Dias!
htw
I had a nap yesterday after slogging through the steamy D.C. streets back to the hotel, then we had reservations at this restaurant called Zintanya (or something close). You order all these little tasting dishes and everyone at the table shares. We had zucchini-cheese patties, something with carrot and pine nuts, ground beef and lamb with spices, calamari, shrimp, couscous, and a host of other yummies. It was too loud for me, but I'm glad I went. I then went out with C and S to a bar called Madame's Organ which was decorated in an overdone saloon-type getup with paintings of naked ladies everywhere. There was a great live blues band playing and the martini would have taken rust off of a car bumber...I pretty sure I forgot to tell them I wanted a vodka martini instead of gin....bleck! I also like them dirty, or maybe filthy...whatever several steps above dirty is called. Basically I'd like a little vodka with my olive juice if you get my meaning. It was a bit too strong anyway. You know how sometimes the alcohol in a drink will settle down at the bottom if you don't stir it, then the last sip strips all the skin out of your esophagus on the way down...that was pretty much it.
One of the most disturbing things about this city is the amount of homeless in residence here. I am not the well-heeled traveler so Boston is the only other big city I've ever been to. There were homeless there of course but Washington, D.C. seems to be absolutely covered up. Every park bench was full and every shady spot on the ground covered with the homeless, of every color, age, and both genders (some indeterminant). Outside the Washington Convention Center I saw a man lying on the ground under a tree....I don't know if he was concerned about prostate cancer and feeling for lumps or what, but there was activity. I know such things go on of course, but I've just never seen it with my own eyes. The Office of Veteran Affairs was relatively near by so I wonder how much of these unfortunate people were products of war and how many fell through the cracks of an unorganized system? I am vastly more greatful for the relative peace and prosperity of my life and hope I can keep this new perspective as I go along in life.
In other news, Katie cannot find her iPod. I combed our room and had E go up and check behind me. We also asked the concierge about the hotel's lost and found...no luck. Katie left yesterday and told me that she never took the iPod out of the room. That leaves only one possibility, but wouldn't you think someone intent on pilfering would have taken more than that? There were plenty of opportunities and lots of stuff that a deft hand could have made disappear fairly quickly. S said she had left jewelry and cash out in her room and had had no trouble. Katie said she'd just have to take care of it when she got back to town. I'm hoping that perhaps the errant iPod made its way into some of the items that were shipped home, or that it is just tucked into something she hurridly packed yesterday...although she did tell me that she'd unpacked all her stuff twice since she'd gotten to her mother-in-laws house. I hope she finds it later.
Oh well, the 'ol laptop is about to run outta juice and there is not a plug nearby so I'll take my leave. Maybe I'll be able to get back on later.
Buenos Dias!
htw
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Holley gets inked ! ! !
So I was planning my celebration for Sat. after MY LAST CLASS (!!!). I was going to leave Gorgas Library, head to a parlor and get my phoenix. I chose this image because I'm making some changes in my life that will make it a better place, not only for me, but also for the people who have to put up with me :D
After I got here to D.C. though, I began to wonder, why not get the tattoo here (where I'm having a blast) instead of T-town (which I hate)? So I got the yellow pages out and spent a couple of hours surfing the websites of local tattoo parlors before settling on Jinx Proof in Georgetown. I'll have to add the link later...these vendor sponsored internet cafes do not let you have more than one search window up at a time...sucks. Katie and I windowshopped until time for my appointment then we went in. My tattooer was Eric Owen Doyle and he rocked! ! ! Katie and I had the best time and my tattoo is B-U-tiful! I'll post a photo as soon as I can but unfortunately I left all the cables for that at home. The tattoo is on the inside of my right forearm, about the size of, or maybe just a bit bigger than, a 3X5 index card! I love it and it is just what I wanted. Eric told us that he'd gotten WAY more business from the librarians in town for the conference (I was apparently the 4th one he'd tattooed this week) than he had when the last biker convention had come through! Take that, America! When he said that, the other tattoo artist in the room said, "We like the librarians better than the bikers. You guys are HARD!" Needless to say, Katie and I were rolling AND having a gr8 time! The tattoo itself wasn't so bad until it got to the bend in my elbow...that's some soft, sensitive skin there, people!
Afterward, Eric pointed us towards a great pizza place right across the street from the shop, Paradiso Pizzaria. The menu for food was one laminated sheet of paper, front and back. The beer menu I estimate to have been 8 or 9 pages long. I ordered some kind of Canadian fruit beer made from green apples, Ephemerée, and it was okay but I just don't care for beer as a general rule. However, this was an unparalleled opportunity that I could not pass up. There were beers from everywhere! Anyway, when we got ready to leave the waiter brought the check and said that Eric had paid for our beers! It was VERY cool! In appreciation, I just shipped him a Nancy Pearl Deluxe Librarian Action Figure with Shushing Action and a nice thank you note. He had other action figures around his station, including Vlad the Impaler who DEFINITELY needs a librarian in his little plastic life ;D
Yesterday would have been interesting if my feet hadn't hurt so badly! We were taking an Insider's Guide to Capitol Hill tour through PLA (public library association/part of ALA) and the tour guide asked if anyone would like to visit their state's House Representative. C said yes and we ended up ditching the PLA tour for a staffer-led tour of the Capitol building itself, including getting to go into the House room and watch a session of the House of Representatives. It's the same room where the President gives the State of the Union Address and it seemed alot bigger on television. Our session involved a gavel, a court reporter, and the person talking saying the session had been called to order to pass the motion that the House would be at recess until 2pm. As it was 12:30, we thankfully left. The wording on that is wrong, but I don't remember exactly what was said because I was bored as hell and ready to leave. We'd had to stand (STAND) in line for a total of about an hour or two to get through all of the various security checkpoints and my patience dwindled, wore thin, then eventually gave out all together.
Afterward, Katie and I rushed off to the Friends of Libraries of the USA (FOLUSA) Gala Author Tea, which was great and let me tell you why! ! ! I had my second shot at Markus Zusak! His books had not made it to the tea (which was very ironic because they were going to be giving away copies of The Book Thief) but I did get him to autograph my program AND to pose for a picture with me (which will be up ASAP). The other authors in attendance included Joyce Carol Oates, Susan Vreeland, Frank Delaney, and Eileen Gouge. It was very cha, cha.
Our dinner was at Mount Vernon. We got to take and after-hours tour of the new museum AND the mansion itself. Our tour guide even let us take pictures which is a strict no-no during normal operating hours. The guide did preface it by saying not to go overboard with the photos, so I made it a point to choose ONE ITEM in each room that I wanted to photograph and that was it. Our guide was the best I've seen in any tour, ever. Very enthusiastic with a sincere passion for history and a genuine love of Mount Vernon and the history of the Washington family. It was a very unforgetable and patriotic experience.
I was very sad that Katie left to go home this morning so I've been on my own. C, E, and S went to Library Day on the Hill where librarians are going to speak to their state senators and house representatives for the day. I skipped out because I jsut COULD NOT do it again today. It just wasn't happening. So I had breakfast with Katie before she left, took a last swing through the exhibits to see if I could finagle anymore free stuff, and shipped some stuff home. We have dinner reservations at a Meditterranean (sp?) restaurant tonight and then it will be time to pack up. Our flight leaves tomorrow afternoon but I'm not sure what our plans are for the morning. I for one am ready to go home. I am just not at all a city girl and the crush of people is making me crazy! I still have 2 more days on my last petsitting job before I can go home and I am SO ready for my own house and bed again. I've been pettsitting since June 8th and it has gotten old to say the least. My last class (that's LAST CLASS, people!) is on Friday and Saturday and I think I'll just schedule a nice coma for Sunday with a possibility of laundry, but that will be IT!
For me, tired and grumpy have only one cure and that is sleep.
That's all for today...I'll get back here (this blog, not Washington D.C.) when I can.
¡Buenos tardes!
htw
After I got here to D.C. though, I began to wonder, why not get the tattoo here (where I'm having a blast) instead of T-town (which I hate)? So I got the yellow pages out and spent a couple of hours surfing the websites of local tattoo parlors before settling on Jinx Proof in Georgetown. I'll have to add the link later...these vendor sponsored internet cafes do not let you have more than one search window up at a time...sucks. Katie and I windowshopped until time for my appointment then we went in. My tattooer was Eric Owen Doyle and he rocked! ! ! Katie and I had the best time and my tattoo is B-U-tiful! I'll post a photo as soon as I can but unfortunately I left all the cables for that at home. The tattoo is on the inside of my right forearm, about the size of, or maybe just a bit bigger than, a 3X5 index card! I love it and it is just what I wanted. Eric told us that he'd gotten WAY more business from the librarians in town for the conference (I was apparently the 4th one he'd tattooed this week) than he had when the last biker convention had come through! Take that, America! When he said that, the other tattoo artist in the room said, "We like the librarians better than the bikers. You guys are HARD!" Needless to say, Katie and I were rolling AND having a gr8 time! The tattoo itself wasn't so bad until it got to the bend in my elbow...that's some soft, sensitive skin there, people!
Afterward, Eric pointed us towards a great pizza place right across the street from the shop, Paradiso Pizzaria. The menu for food was one laminated sheet of paper, front and back. The beer menu I estimate to have been 8 or 9 pages long. I ordered some kind of Canadian fruit beer made from green apples, Ephemerée, and it was okay but I just don't care for beer as a general rule. However, this was an unparalleled opportunity that I could not pass up. There were beers from everywhere! Anyway, when we got ready to leave the waiter brought the check and said that Eric had paid for our beers! It was VERY cool! In appreciation, I just shipped him a Nancy Pearl Deluxe Librarian Action Figure with Shushing Action and a nice thank you note. He had other action figures around his station, including Vlad the Impaler who DEFINITELY needs a librarian in his little plastic life ;D
Yesterday would have been interesting if my feet hadn't hurt so badly! We were taking an Insider's Guide to Capitol Hill tour through PLA (public library association/part of ALA) and the tour guide asked if anyone would like to visit their state's House Representative. C said yes and we ended up ditching the PLA tour for a staffer-led tour of the Capitol building itself, including getting to go into the House room and watch a session of the House of Representatives. It's the same room where the President gives the State of the Union Address and it seemed alot bigger on television. Our session involved a gavel, a court reporter, and the person talking saying the session had been called to order to pass the motion that the House would be at recess until 2pm. As it was 12:30, we thankfully left. The wording on that is wrong, but I don't remember exactly what was said because I was bored as hell and ready to leave. We'd had to stand (STAND) in line for a total of about an hour or two to get through all of the various security checkpoints and my patience dwindled, wore thin, then eventually gave out all together.
Afterward, Katie and I rushed off to the Friends of Libraries of the USA (FOLUSA) Gala Author Tea, which was great and let me tell you why! ! ! I had my second shot at Markus Zusak! His books had not made it to the tea (which was very ironic because they were going to be giving away copies of The Book Thief) but I did get him to autograph my program AND to pose for a picture with me (which will be up ASAP). The other authors in attendance included Joyce Carol Oates, Susan Vreeland, Frank Delaney, and Eileen Gouge. It was very cha, cha.
Our dinner was at Mount Vernon. We got to take and after-hours tour of the new museum AND the mansion itself. Our tour guide even let us take pictures which is a strict no-no during normal operating hours. The guide did preface it by saying not to go overboard with the photos, so I made it a point to choose ONE ITEM in each room that I wanted to photograph and that was it. Our guide was the best I've seen in any tour, ever. Very enthusiastic with a sincere passion for history and a genuine love of Mount Vernon and the history of the Washington family. It was a very unforgetable and patriotic experience.
I was very sad that Katie left to go home this morning so I've been on my own. C, E, and S went to Library Day on the Hill where librarians are going to speak to their state senators and house representatives for the day. I skipped out because I jsut COULD NOT do it again today. It just wasn't happening. So I had breakfast with Katie before she left, took a last swing through the exhibits to see if I could finagle anymore free stuff, and shipped some stuff home. We have dinner reservations at a Meditterranean (sp?) restaurant tonight and then it will be time to pack up. Our flight leaves tomorrow afternoon but I'm not sure what our plans are for the morning. I for one am ready to go home. I am just not at all a city girl and the crush of people is making me crazy! I still have 2 more days on my last petsitting job before I can go home and I am SO ready for my own house and bed again. I've been pettsitting since June 8th and it has gotten old to say the least. My last class (that's LAST CLASS, people!) is on Friday and Saturday and I think I'll just schedule a nice coma for Sunday with a possibility of laundry, but that will be IT!
For me, tired and grumpy have only one cure and that is sleep.
That's all for today...I'll get back here (this blog, not Washington D.C.) when I can.
¡Buenos tardes!
htw
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Saturday madness
so Sat. was a whirlwind first tour around the gigantic exhibit floor. I got tons of free books and had to ship my first box back home (I'm now working on my second). The day was fairly uneventful other than that until ~4pm. E called to say that there would be a party for HP and the Deathly Hallows at the publisher's booth so we went over to meet her. She and K had cake and ice cream AND E told me that Markus Zusak was over at Baker & Taylor signing books until 4:30! Now, I hauled @$$ over there as fast as my rolling cart would allow because I love, love, love Zusak and Ed Kennedy and I wanted to tell him so. I was in luck because there were only 2 people in line and I swiftly got a pen and camera out and I was set. Unfortunately for me and my sensitive heart, the promo lady said the signing was closed and would not let me in! I was heart broken! The horror! The whore! (sorry Shelb, cover your eyes!)
So my revenge will be to get on his website, effusively praise the books and his writing, mention that Satan needs his front line staff back since I could not even speak to an author I admire, and wish him the best for the future. I'll still read his books, but that really hurt my feelings. He's not an exceptionally well known author here and it wasn't like he was being mobbed or anything! Maybe it was the desperate joy on my face ;D
Anyway....we went to a dinner hosted by BWI at a very swank hotel, then on to the Scholarship Bash at some other place. They had this comedy troupe called the Capitol Steps and I was kinda bored. I don't follow politics so I didn't have a cultural base for the skits to be funny and I didn't want to have to ask what they meant. They did spoof the astronaugt (sp?) chick in diapers (Depends for Psychos I believe was the label) and I thought that was hilarious but much of the rest of it passed me by...plus, my buzz from all the wine at dinner was passing and I was getting sleepy. So a successful (except for the Zusak incident) day at ALA on Sat.
Today, so far, has been exceptionally productive. K and I have seen Nancy Pearl and I got her to autograph a copy of Book Lust AND the Nancy Pearl Action Figure with Shushing Action! We also heard the fall book line up for HarperCollins and Random House. Oh, yesterday I learned about a new scifi/fant imprint coming in the fall, Orbit! It is the number one scifi/fant publisher in the UK and they are coming here. I got 6 free galleys and there were ALL keepers! Exciting stuff.
K and I just finished a pizza from Wolfgang Puck Express (I asked K if that was an oxymoron) that was decent but the find of the afternoon sat down at the table next to us. I have no explanation for what that was, but I will get the photo up ASAP. Think Mike Myers from Wayne's World with HUGE hornrimmed glasses, a red mum pinned to his black t-shirt, and a greasy mulletl...and he was a librarian! It is crap like that that will be the downfall of this profession. Anyway, we took an illicit photo which I'll post when I can.
You'll never guess what's on the agenda for tonight!
¡Adiós!
htw
So my revenge will be to get on his website, effusively praise the books and his writing, mention that Satan needs his front line staff back since I could not even speak to an author I admire, and wish him the best for the future. I'll still read his books, but that really hurt my feelings. He's not an exceptionally well known author here and it wasn't like he was being mobbed or anything! Maybe it was the desperate joy on my face ;D
Anyway....we went to a dinner hosted by BWI at a very swank hotel, then on to the Scholarship Bash at some other place. They had this comedy troupe called the Capitol Steps and I was kinda bored. I don't follow politics so I didn't have a cultural base for the skits to be funny and I didn't want to have to ask what they meant. They did spoof the astronaugt (sp?) chick in diapers (Depends for Psychos I believe was the label) and I thought that was hilarious but much of the rest of it passed me by...plus, my buzz from all the wine at dinner was passing and I was getting sleepy. So a successful (except for the Zusak incident) day at ALA on Sat.
Today, so far, has been exceptionally productive. K and I have seen Nancy Pearl and I got her to autograph a copy of Book Lust AND the Nancy Pearl Action Figure with Shushing Action! We also heard the fall book line up for HarperCollins and Random House. Oh, yesterday I learned about a new scifi/fant imprint coming in the fall, Orbit! It is the number one scifi/fant publisher in the UK and they are coming here. I got 6 free galleys and there were ALL keepers! Exciting stuff.
K and I just finished a pizza from Wolfgang Puck Express (I asked K if that was an oxymoron) that was decent but the find of the afternoon sat down at the table next to us. I have no explanation for what that was, but I will get the photo up ASAP. Think Mike Myers from Wayne's World with HUGE hornrimmed glasses, a red mum pinned to his black t-shirt, and a greasy mulletl...and he was a librarian! It is crap like that that will be the downfall of this profession. Anyway, we took an illicit photo which I'll post when I can.
You'll never guess what's on the agenda for tonight!
¡Adiós!
htw
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