Friday, October 19, 2007

Etc.

"As marvelous as the stars is the mind of the person who studies them."
-- Martin Luther King, Jr.
Martin Luther King, now there's a man, arguably (and in spite of rumored human fallacy) of infinite vision. Such is both humbling as well as comforting, as I sit here, home sick for the day; essentially rendered useless, and admittedly irritated with the whole scenario. I'll spare you the details, but suffice to say, drugs are not my friend--a certain family of antibiotics that is, lest you get the wrong impression.
Adverse reactions, it seems, are the theme of the day within my humble abode, for I just read an aricle for a class that severly offended my professional sensiblities. Once again, I'll spare you the details, and, out of courtesy, I'll refrain from naming any names. However, I'll give you the gist--it was written by a (librarian!) author who vehemently argued that libraries should model themselves after big box bookstores & cater to the coffee clutching crew, while purging the facility of frivilous finances, namely degree-wielding reference librarians. Who needs 'em, he says, most "patrons wouldn't notice the difference."
Hmm..
I wonder what the people whom I helped last night would make of that? Especially when I can only recall one scenario in which an individual required assistance locating nothing more than a specific title. For, although I can't deny that there are certainly times while at the desk that my research prowess proves unnecessary (or not to be such a "prowess" after all) it's the libraries all-encompassing capacity that renders it so invaluable. Ideally, it is a place of education as well as fun--and one that is open to all. And, while I can't say I've ever received poor service at a big box bookstore (I've found most under-paid staff persons to be be surprisingly pleasant) such entities do seem to be a watering hole for suburban Whites with spare time on their hands.
Call me jaded, tell me I'm wrong. Perhaps I am mistaken. To each their own. Big box bookstores have their place; so, too, do libraries--even when equipped with we apparently overpaid reference geeks. If need be, I can learn to make coffee. Whatever. But, please, let us at least appreciate the distinction.

Friday, October 5, 2007

rants, raves, and the sheerly ridiculous

"I personally believe we develop language because of our deep need to complain."
- Jane Wagner
Ridiculous Rant: On my way to work everyday, I drive past a local eatery(an eatery that shall remain nameless in a modest stab at decency--best to wield one's fork gently) with a sign posted out front that reads, "Ciao down at ...". I'm almost ashamed to admit that it never fails to irritate the bejesus out of me, and yet it does. Makes me feel like a member of the grammar police, a fact which is comical in and of itself, considering that when it comes to puncuation, I much to prefer to follow my own rule book. Used to drive some of my English profs nuts. Guess what goes around, comes around, eh?
Alas, I'm often forced to fill out order cards for music CD's with titles that are rather creative takes on standard language. Intentionally illiteracy is a trend, or so it seems. Needless to say it also drives me bonkers. Still, nothing trips my trigger quite like the power to order materials for the library's teen collection. Talk about fun research. And today, I had the added bonus of discovering that I had more green in my account than I'd thought, so I get the joy of purchasing anew before the fiscal years bleeps out.
Journals such as VOYA and School Library Journal are amazingly insightful sources of information, but my personal favorites are the teens themselves. There's no audience better than the intended to tell ya what's good, and there are two sites in particular that I've had especially good luck with:
Both are incredibly user friendly as well as a grand-old time to surf, but what's really cool is how well the teen reviewers write--they often prove as equally versed as their professional peers, if not more so. As a behind-the-scenes writer (& teen fan) I think that's the bomb.
Oh, and one more site that I highly recommend is http://familyfun.go.com/recipes/ if you're ever in the mood to whip a batch of 'edible eyeballs,' which I include in honor of tomorrow's baking date with my little sister. It's a great place to visit if you're the kid-friendly sort.
(Or, enjoy ingesting edibles that resemble eyeballs).