Wednesday, January 17, 2007


I will be so glad to get into the new building. Not because I will once again have my own desk in a relatively private office, and not because I will finally get to stop answering the question "So, when's the building going to be done?", but because of one MAJOR thing:

I will no longer be sharing a restroom with the patrons.

I did not realize the depths of male disgustingness (is this a word? well, it is now.) until I had to share a toilet with all of them. My sainted husband is a model of cleanliness and sanitary bathroom usage compared to (apparently) most other men. Not only are they incapable of putting the toilet seat down, but they are also incapable of aiming. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I thought that was a matter of some pride amongst the male species, what with all the Cheerio-sinking during potty training time and later writing of one's name in snowbanks.

Perhaps that's the problem. . . no snowbanks in Florida.

Saturday, January 06, 2007

Nomad Librarian

Well, as of today I am once again the nomad librarian. (I wish that sounded better, like the "Roaming Gnome". I'd like to be the Roaming Gnome, if only I would not have to, in fact, be a gnome.) I took leave of my "temporary" branch, where I've been for over a year now, and am returning to my home branch, which right now is a temporary storefront across the street from the actual library.

So the bottom line is all of my files and stuff are crammed into bags in my office (a/k/a the backseat of my car).

The good news is the actual library building should be move-in-able by next month. Huzzah!

Friday, January 05, 2007

This! Is! Jeopardy!

I registered to take the online Jeopardy! test! WooooooHooooooo!

On January 23rd I will turn that mother OUT! Of course, assuming I pass the online test there's only a small chance that I will be contacted for a full audition, which consists of another 50-question test, followed by a practice game using podiums and buzzers, then a "personality interview".

That is all. Carry on.

Thursday, January 04, 2007


*not a real word.

I've always had hermit tendencies. It seems to be getting worse as I get older. Today was my day off and I've not left the house except to take the baby to the sitters' house, then I came back home and climbed back into bed with my book.

I had intended to shop for new shoes and a new car seat today. Didn't happen. Part of this is that it's too humid out (yes, it's January in Florida - too cool for a bikini most days, but shorts and a t-shirt is fine).

So I have decided to embrace my chosen solitude by learning even more obscure facts, in preparation for my eventual Jeopardy! championship. Oh, it'll happen. First on my list: history. World first, then American.

Monday, January 01, 2007

Library Envy

So I just got back from Christmas in Nashville a couple of days ago. While I was there I convinced my mom to take me to the new main library downtown. I had seen bits of it on their website but wanted to take a look for myself.

Oh. my. God.

It's just too much! For our library's expansion, much debate was had over whether we wanted to have soda vending machines for the public to use. At Nashville Main, there is a boulangerie where you can get pastries, hot meals, soups, salads, fresh bread... now you can't take the stuff into the library part of the library, of course, but still. And there are all of these great big tables with reading lamps and data ports and electrical outlets at each seat so you can take your own laptop in and use it wherever.

AND they have self-service checkout stations EVERYWHERE, not just at the front desk. And they have self-service reserve shelves, so the patrons just walk up and pull theirs from the shelf. There is an info desk next to the hold shelves, so people who can't find their materials can ask for help and the staff person can keep an eye on people peeking at what other people have out (when I was looking at the hold shelves the guy at the desk was keeping an eye on me).

Nashville Main has always been known for its children's programming. There is an art/storytime room and a puppet theatre that I didn't get to look at but the marionette display outside of the puppet theatre is AWESOME.

And they have the Nashville Room, where the serious researchers go. It smells like a library in there, lots of very old books and the Banner archives. I could have spent all day in there.

My library system is very progressive for its size, but going to the new Main Library in Nashville reminds me of how small my system is.