Misadventures of the Monster Librarian

Remember when we laid in a field and talked about life? We were young, not quite done with high school; I was in love with you and you were in love with no one. Remember the plans we made? Remember how we were supposed to go to NY and bash around London? It doesn't have to be you today, it doesn't have to be with anyone; I just want to crawl into a cave and sleep--lost to no one. I want to hide away...I feel like running away for a few days...but not yet.

I am still fumbling over what I want to say about another year coming to a close, until then, if I were eloquent or clever I would say something like this. "The New Year,"  Death Cab for Cutie So this is the new year. And I don't feel any different. The clanking of crystal Explosions off in the distance (in the distance). So this is the new year And I have no resolutions For self assigned penance For problems with easy solutions So everybody put your best suit or dress on Let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn As thirty dialogues bleed into one I wish the world was flat like the old days Then I could travel just by folding a map No more airplanes, or speedtrains, or freeways There'd be no distance that can hold us back. There'd be no distance that could hold us back (x2) So this is the new year (x4)

Today was a phenomenal day. One of those days when you feel at one with the entire universe. A day when you can smell spring after the wind sweeping sprinkles that have been dotting the horizon for the past couple of days. A smell that can only be described as "spring," or the "smell of green." I finished my Graduation Mass reflection--which I am giving this weekend--this morning at around 4am. Today work with just coffee in my system and 3.5 hrs. of sleep was amazingly refreshing. I was energetic to say the least. Spent time with my best friend L and her two daughters L (5.5 years) and A (3 years), while her hubby K fixed a broken water valve at the house. Something about giggling along with the kids to the funny jokes and silly songs in Enchanted is exactly the best way that I could have ended my day. (I have to say that Enchanted was one of my favorite movies of 2007! It makes fun of Disney "princess" movies in the light hearted and clever way that Shr...

I went to a funeral home last night. A church acquaintance from my former life--what seems like five hundred years ago--committed suicide Friday morning. She was 28 years old. And then College K's Grandfather passed away Saturday night. College K said that she thinks that death comes in three, with these two current deaths and my Dad's--two months ago this week. I don't know if College K is right or not, but either way I wanted something to cheer us up, so I decided to make a list, and then it turned into a playlist. I like making lists--no I love making lists. And I love that movie High Fidelity with John Cusak. And I love that he makes "Top __ Lists. So, here as I sit at the end of my Masters, I would like to look back on the music I enjoyed this past year. If it is true that death comes in threes, well, then music should come in fourteens. So, College K, I dedicate these to you, links to fourteen of my favorite songs of '07. ENJOY! (Sorry I couldn't po...

Saturday I was scheduled to work, so we woke up early and headed over to Rochester Hills to check out their farmers market. I will spare the details of that visit, as I already wrote about it in another blog called “ A Visit to the Rochester Hills Farmers Market .” From there we were headed to D-town. After a brief “go this way, go that way,” Nathan was off, headed for an afternoon skirting through the museum section of Detroit, while I got settled at the library. While I was answering reference questions, Nathan was visiting the Ansel Adams exhibit at the Detroit Institute of Arts and the "Our Body" exhibit at the Detroit Science Center. I would like to say that I was glad to be back at work-I do love my job, really-but, I would have rather been at the museums with Nathan. I am bummed, the Ansel Adams exhibit closed yesterday and I didn’t get over to see it…I guess I will just have to go to the museum in Boston that is letting it out. Nathan and I rendezvoused as the libra...

After a whirlwind week last week, driving around the Northern Lower Peninsula of Michigan; around the Traverse City and Bay area, and a visit to Sleeping Bear Sand Dunes, I was glad to get back home. I loved the time away; the way that I felt that we were very alone and desolate in the woodsy area where the cabin is located; the memories from childhood that flooded back just by looking at the fire pit, walking the stairs down to the dock that overlooks the Manistee River, even the smell of the pine needles-all this was able to return me to my 11 year old self and the summer that I thought I saw a glimpse of the world for the first time. Saturday after our arrival back I had to work at the library, so I sent Nathan off to explore the cultural area of Detroit, which is the area around Wayne State University that includes the Detroit Public Library’s Main Branch, C.C.S. (Center for Creative Studies), the African American Museum, the Detroit Institute of Arts (D.I.A.), the Detroit Science ...