Misadventures of the Monster Librarian

I love this song. And Josephine Baker's voice! This song has been stuck in my head since 1a.m. this morning and it's still there. It makes me want to get into a convertible and drive under a summer sun down a lane in Tuscany. Specific, right? In no time I will be driving toward Cleveland with my sun roof open and this blaring on the radio...guess it's the closest I can get to Tuscany.

Like many folks I recently read, "Sex every day for a year," in HuffPost and since reading it and sharing it was steered to the author's (Brittany Gibbons) blog, "Brittanyherself." I started reading the blog and laughing out loud and loving it! I feel like I've stumbled upon a kindred spirit out in the blogosphere. Inspired by a recent post on her blog entitled, " Adulthood. You're not doing it right. " I decided to post my take on her categories: "I feel like there are tons of things about being a woman or an adult or even a mom, I should know. And it’s only when I come into a situation in which I should clearly be able to effectively function, that I realize, I have no idea what I’m doing..." --Brittany Gibbons Domestic Shit.  I like living alone. More than I ever thought I would. I'm a big time extrovert, but I like my little quiet space. I don't want to live alone forever, but I'm enjoying it for now. Lady Shit...

As I've mentioned before, Sticks is fortunate in that it has Sticks College in town, which brings a flair and energy to this sleepy, rural town (for at least 9 months out of the year). Though the natives seem to enjoy summer and the sleeping university--void of most of its noisy inhabitants--I prefer the school term and even the loud and sometimes annoying college kids. I love the excitement of watching the cars coming into town bringing nervous new students, as well as tested old hands; love watching as students in pairs and packs roam about this sometimes boring town, breathing life into it just by their very presence, their very differentness. So, it was with much excitement that Prairie Dawn and I headed over to Sticks College recently to set up a table for the Freshman Welcome--a day where students can acquaint themselves with all the various students organizations and groups--which gave us the opportunity to meet and greet new students, but most importantly of all, to give ...

If you haven't seen this video (which a few of my friends shared with me via FB), you're missing out. It's great. Librarians take on Beastie Boys' " Sabotage ." Also, bestie, Mummy Dearest, posted this gem on FB--can't wait to tackle some of these books Was sick Monday night and yesterday, feeling better, just a little weak. Glad I got it out of my system before this crazy, busy weekend...more soon!

We have a firm fines policy that no one in a family may check anything out if even one member of the family has fines in excess of $10--it sounds strict, but we find that we only have problems with families that wind up being the ones who run up multiple cards, so it works. Today we got one of those really special patron phone calls that had us all cracking up. It went something like this: Patron: "I know that I have fines on my card, but my daughter keeps begging me to go to the library and check out some books for her to read." *After checking the patrons card, her sons card, and the daughters card it was discovered that the mother and sons fines totaled over $300, while the daughters fine were only just over $10. After being informed of this, the patron asks, Patron: "So, can I just pay off my daughter's fines so she can use her card." *The staff again reiterated our policy about family fines, etc. Patron: "Well, every time I came to the librar...

Now that Summer Reading is over and vacation--beautiful, sweet, wonderful vacation--is behind me I can finally focus on this tugging feeling I've been suffering from as of late, a being called to write kind of feeling. I used to journal nearly everyday, and aside from this blog, seldom do. And there's that "great American novel," I've been joking about writing for 20 years now--20 years! I've recently began editing a friends very hefty first draft of a book, and then another friend gave me a first draft of a children's story he wants to publish some day. Just as I've finished and sent that back, this week another friend and fellow blogger has asked me to edit something for her...the COSMOS ARE SPEAKING! All of this editing for others is making me hungry to again write furiously; pen smeared fingers, exhausted and creaky knuckles, sore hands. But write what? Should I dabble in the silly scribbly poems I used to love to write. Do I begin some sort of...