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Thot

When I was a teacher, I used to try to write a "thought for the day" on the board. Today's thought?

Two wrongs don't make a right, but three lefts do.

23-5.

  • 1. Grab the nearest book.
  • 2. Open the book to page 23.
  • 3. Find the fifth sentence.
  • 4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.

"So just because someone is quoted in an article does not mean that thie information is correct."

I got this from icontemplate.

I've found my catchphrase!

Thanks to Bill and Gene, it will forever be, "Boys who are into sports tend not to become librarians."

Patron Quote of the Day

She calls to renew the four books on her daughter's card. Two have already been renewed once, so I explain that they can't be renewed again. I have to explain this several times before the light comes on and she says, "Oh! So I have to bring them back?"

Yes! We are Having no Wires!

The techs are here testing our wireless hub. I'm not sure when it's supposed to be installed, but when it does, the whole building should be a hotspot, and they'll be installing ethernet ports in the study rooms with wireless boxes behind them. This should be very exciting!

A Very Brief RefGrunt

The Internet is down.
I'm sorry. The Internet is down.
Due to the power outage downtown, we don't have Internet access.
As it says on the sign, the Internet is down.
The Internet is still down.
The computers are up, and Internet is available, but spotty, and the catalog is still down.
"Oh, I don't need that. I just need my e-mail."
You've never heard of a RefGrunt?

Hallo-weenie

On Hat Day, nearly everyone wore hats, so I felt confident that I wouldn't be the only one in costume on Halloween. WRONG. Here I am, walking around in full cowboy garb -- I even made myself a sheriff's badge with my nametag on it -- and nobody else dressed up!
Hi! I'm Karl and I'll be your library dork today.

This just in....

I just had a patron call me "babe" and "hon" in the same telephone call. Welcome to Tulsa!

Another One Bites the Dust

"Preferred Customers" of our largest local bookstore, Novel Idea, received a letter last night inviting us to a special early opportunity to get in on their big clearance sale. They are closing down both locations, selling "to the bare walls" as the saying goes, fixtures and all.
I read the letter last night, and was overcome with a powerful sadness. I talk a lot about buying local when I can, but just a couple of weeks ago Borders had their big educator appreciation sale, and we bought $60 worth of books, CDs, etc. That's probably more than I've spent at Novel Idea in two years.
Sad to say, but my only contribution to the last gasp of a wonderful bookstore may be the purchase of some of their bookshelves for our new home.

The Hat Thing

Today we're having a staff potluck, and our social committee declared it "Hat Day". Everyone is supposed to wear a hat.
I really get into things like this. I love dressing up and being goofy. I wore a big black cowboy hat, and I brought along a selection of other hats from home, in case folks forgot or wanted to pick something different. It's really interesting to me how much people change when they have a hat on. I'm reminded of the Bugs Bunny cartoon ["Bugs'Bonnets" - 1956] where a hat truck turns over on the highway and Elmer and Bugs keep having new headwear fall on them. Each time, their personality changes to match what's on their head, ending with a bridal veil and top-hat wedding.
As I wear this faux-Stetson, I can tell that I walk differently. I talk differently. Patrons look at me differently (I guess that one's pretty obvious). It's an enlightening experience.

The ILL Mystery

I must have been terrifically excited about it; I never ILL items unless there's a good reason to suspect I'll enjoy them. It was a good book, if brief and a little esoteric. It took less than a month to get here from Santa Fe, and that's nice.
It's a complete mystery to me, but if anyone remembers recommending that I read John Crowley's The Great Work of Time, please let me know, so I can stop wondering about it!

In the old Usenet days, this would have been my "delurk".

The first post is always the hardest. I've always had a terrible time keeping journals (online or off) and my personal weblog (www.yoyology.com/copyblog) is no exception. Hopefully, I'll be able to be more productive here.
Here I am. Let's see what I make of this.
P.S. Google defines "delurk"

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