Oh Henry, Have you got something to tell me?

You know what I love even more than B-Movies?

The previews for B-Movies that precede the B-Movie you're about to watch.

You watch them and are like, yeah, I could watch that.

Then you watch the movies and you're like no. Just no.

I often see previews for The Poseidon Adventure while watching other B-Movies.

When I found out there was a version with Adam Baldwin I was all over it.

Plus, you know with the recent cruise ship thing I thought it might be interesting.

So, finally got around to watching it tonight.

I am never going on a cruise. Ever.

I do not care how much you pay me, I will never go on a cruise.

Oh my god.

So the movie. Right.

There are so many thoughts running through my head that I don't know where to start.

First off, apparently in the original it's a storm that turns them over. In this one it's terrorists.

Why they've decided to attack this ship is never really explained. And if it is it's in a different language. Like I said, B-Movie.

So they disguise bombs as beer kegs and blow holes in the bottom of the ship from the inside. The thing flips and a group of survivors tries to climb from the ballroom to the bottom of the ship - which is now the top of the ship - to climb through the hole in the sinking ship to get out.

Adam Baldwin plays the Sea Marshall of awesomeness and yes quite like all of his other characters aka John Casey, the man they call Jayne, the list goes on, he's gruff and rude and kicks peoples' butts
then you've got
C. Thomas Howell as the injured doctor - that one I had trouble with as he's a serial killer in Criminal Minds, freakin' Foyet
Rutger Hauer plays the priest - he's in a lot of stuff but if you're like me you'll know him as Lothos from the original Buffy movie
and Amber Sainsbury who you may know if you've seen 30 Days of Night - my only problem with her is that she looks fifteen, but not only is she over 21 but she's a doctor!
Steve Guttenberg as Richard Clarke, the dad who has an affair while his family is on board. You know what? I loved him in The Big Green and yell out "we love you deputy dog!" quite frequently, but in this movie I could not stand him.

Hm. The Big Green. Another candidate for ILL.

Where was I?

The dramatic speeches and the cheating on the wife, maybe it was the character but I literally wanted to slap him.

And I wanted his homewrecking mistress to die.

Which she did, so that worked out well.

Anyway, there are about 15 people in the group starting out but it ends up with like 11, sad day especially cause I liked one of them and screamed when she died, but the rest of the time I was just like, really? Another speech?

I see why you were a made-for-tv movie.

Like, Guttenberg, mid-catwalk while the ship is literally burning beneath his feet decides to turn around and address his family.

Mid-catwalk.

Fire is literally feet below him.

I think I will take this moment to apologize for all of my faults, then turn around and suddenly become frozen in fear.

And half an hour later I'll make it to the other side.

Anyway, four hours later the movie's over and I'm still sitting here going...huh.

Cause really, what is the appropriate reaction to have after watching a B-Movie?

They always give me pause.

But I like B-Movies. They rock. You should check out Cosmo's War of the Planets, actually that's more like a D-Movie, but we watch it every year at teen camp nonetheless. The cheesier the better.

I'm giving it about a 4/10 on the Scale of Awesome, but that makes it about 4/5 on the scale of B-Movies, so that's rockin' man.

If you like ships, and overdramatic speeches and water and all that crap this may be the cheesy movie for you.

Just make sure you have homework to do while you're watching it.

Or have Facebook available. Apparently people find my commentary humorous.

I still want an underwater flashlight. I'll figure out something to do with it, I'm sure.

In other news, saw my carpool buddy at work today. It was actually really funny because we both froze at the same time, then reacted.

It was one of those, I know you, but not in this context, kind of moments.

But it reminded me that I have a huge assignment thing due this weekend and need to get started on it.

I'll save it for tomorrow night.

And Friday.

Cause it will take both.

I think I understand it.

I mean, I know I don't, but I think I can fake it.

It's cataloging man.

If I follow the book, and the examples online....I should be...screwed.

Eh, I'll figure it out.

"Oh Henry" The Civil Wars

so i had an "oh my god you're an idiot" moment today.

realized that the joy williams in the civil wars is joy williams.

as in THE joy williams.

the singer of "one of those days".

which may mean nothing to you, but oh my god i sing that song almost weekly.

even posted about it in like november. My Life in Closed Captions: It's just been one of those, one of those days...

no idea they were the same person.

to be fair she sounds completely different as the civil wars are folk music and that was pop.

it was a serious moment though. i literally sing that song weekly. because, as mentioned in yesterday's post, i'm a magnet for stalkers and trouble and really anything that goes wrong in the library. and it's often "one of those days".

But tomorrow is a new day.

And a food day, huzzah!

So I'm out, exhausted, gonna have to watch some sort of comedy to get that cheesy-drama-scary-mass-of-whatever-you-want-to-label-it out of my head.

Bring on John Casey and the Buy More crew.

"Here's a warning, Happy Birthday."

You know what's even better than getting pulled over?

Getting pulled over while all your family is there to witness it.

Both your parents and all of your siblings.

On your birthday.

Yeah.

That was fun.

Apparently going 35 in a 25 is illegal.

I made it all the way to the driveway when he pulled me over.

"So it's your birthday huh?"
"Yep. And my niece's baptism. Hence all the cars."
"Well, here's a warning. Happy birthday."

He thought I wasn't familiar with the area and didn't realize it was 25 and not 35.

I didn't mention I lived there for four years.

But I SWEAR that road is 35.

Or at least it used to be when I lived there.

Whatever.

It was a warning.

I can live with that.

Might have it framed.

I never get warnings.

It's not like I speed a lot.

Or get pulled over a lot.

Just lately.

Should work on that.

So birthdays.

Yeah.

My niece got baptized, that was cool. Hung out with the family most of the afternoon. Helped Favorite Sister-In-Law with some homework. Kind of my niche apparently, technology-based assignments.

Last time I helped her make a really kickass powerpoint.

This time it's something about tracks and links and all that.

Seemed pretty cool.

After that I jammed with Bubby at their house since Squirt had a tournament in Omaha and both parentals went to watch.

We ordered pizza, ate ice-cream cake and watched movies.

He's so funny.

Bubby: "It's your birthday, so I'm paying for the pizza."
Me: "No you're not. You're twelve. I'm putting it on my card."
Bubby: "I'm gonna put money in your wallet."
Me: "You don't know where my wallet is."
Bubby: "I'm gonna hide money in your car."
Me: "Yeah, I'll find it 2 months later and be like, twelve bucks, what?"

Goof.

My family rocks.

Got a vacuum.

And a blender.

And some dishes, cookware, and clothes.

Stoked.

And really curious about the blender.

I broke my last one.

Wasn't technically my fault.

Stupid dishwasher.

That thing hates me.

As do most of my appliances.

Or at least that's my excuse for not using them.

But the dishwasher needs a name.

Like, in college, we had this really annoying heater/air conditioner thing that everyone called "The whale" or Moby or whatever, cause it was like super loud and obnoxious and turned on and off at odd hours.

I think I called it Roberta.

Don't ask.

Anyway, it was obnoxious, and somehow having names for things that are obnoxious makes life easier.

Cause if they do something wrong you have something to yell and blame it on.

Like, "Shut up Roberta, I'm trying to sleep!"

or

"Damnit, Thomas, why don't you work?" which I yell quite frequently at my navigational system.

As in Cindy Thomas.

Not as in Tom-Tom.

And yes that's a Women's Murder Club reference.

Just had to clear that up.

Not that I want to yell at Cindy Thomas.

She rocks.

And she can find out secrets and scandals and all that, she's a good reporter.

So I called my nav system Thomas cause she can get me out of jams.

Though now, since I haven't updated her in forever, she gets me into more jams than she gets me out of.

Apparently I had to clear that up as well.

Moving on.

Dishwasher.

I think I'm gonna call it...

Lucille?

Hmmm....

Yeah.

Lucille.

Lucille the dishwashing machine.

Works.

No, I have no explanation for that name either.

Lucille is evil and she hates me.

Or maybe I'm just using too much soap.

More to come on that later.

You know what?

I love teachers.

I do.

About 80% of my friends and family are, or were at some point, teachers.

Both of my parents were teachers.

But the thing about teachers? Is that they know exactly what to say.

All the time.

That can make them very obnoxious patrons.

Like, if they have fines over the limit and they can't check out.

Today I got hit with, "So, as a taxpaying citizen, you're saying that I'm not allowed to check out books."

Snap.

It's not me saying it personally, it's the system that won't let you check out.

But they don't get that it's the system, they think it's me.

Um.

Supervisor?

Can I just say how glad I am, in those instances, that I am physically the lowest on the totem pole of desk workers.

Well, I guess second-lowest now.

But there are so many people above me that I can pass that off to, it's fantastic!

Not so fantastic for them, but still.

Great for me!

And they're supervisors for a reason, they can handle it.

I cannot.

Apparently.

Which sucks, as there's usually one of those instances once a week.

I'm a magnet, I swear.

But this one wasn't just me, there were multiple staff members around who thought the instance was a little over the top.

Whatever, it's done.

Like the warning for speeding.

It happens, you keep your head down and move on.

This is especially helpful in circumstances when you have stalkers.

Keep your head down and just keep moving.

Did I mention that today was a day?

I have this old lady stalker woman person chick that follows me around and talks to me about her personal life and it's really awkward, so usually when I see her my coworkers cover while I go and roam until she goes away.

She was in today, but got distracted in youth services.

It's okay, The New Girl shielded me with her sweater.

She too has people who ask random library questions in order to just speak with her.

I think we're too nice.

Maybe that's it.

I gotta be meaner.

Like stone-cold mean face or something.

Wordie says I have the glare down.

Like down pat. (is it down pact or down pat?)

I just don't use it.

Often.

Just on old boyfriends.

I know I'm rambling.

I haven't posted in two days.

Or checked Facebook.

People think I went underground or something.

Song of the day before I think of something else to ramble about.

Sometimes I like being ironic.

"Zip-a-dee-doo-dah" Song of the South

this song is the only thing satisfactual about that movie.

Did you know that the star - James Baskett - wasn't even able to attend the premiere because Atlanta - where Disney introduced it himself - was still segregated?

Ridiculous.

Sorry, I'll stop with all the rambling.

You know what is satisfactual?

The Civil Wars and their iTunes live album.

Had to download it, it's fantastic.

Totally jammed in the backroom to it today.

The backroom is great for escapes, by the way.

Alright, Carter and I are out before I can think up more tangents.

Wonderful feeling, Wonderful day.

You were wrong, I was right, You said goodbye, I said goodnight.

I feel obligated to stay up for another hour.

Even though it doesn't really count.

Cause 3:09PM is what counts.

But still.

So TAB kids at Barnes and Noble. We checked out the young adult area and they wrote down titles they wanted added to the collection. Then we got them snacks.

It was fun. They seemed to have fun, so that was good.

Now I just gotta compile the lists and send them to the supervisor in charge.

Got some cookbooks for me. Don't get your hopes up, not sure this motivation will last very long.

And a Hunger Games shirt.

And Frank.

He's a Zoltan Zolto.

Meet Frank.

Happy Birthday to me.

Carter doesn't like him.

We've established that already.

I finished my paper. Didn't take all that long since all my notes were typed up. But it's exciting cause now I'm done!!!

Well, for like a few days at least. Next up more MARC records. And a presentation to work on.

"It's All Been Done" Barenaked Ladies

Barenaked Ladies - Music - More Music Videos

that song never gets old.

"Barton Hollow" The Civil Wars live on Later with Jools Holland

yes i posted it recently, but that was the video. this is live. and they rock. either way.
this is Frank's favorite song. i've decided.

It seems like a Frank song.

Right?

Alright, need sustenance.

Haven't eaten anything all day.

Then back to Chuck. "He got clipped by a window sill. It's as pathetic as it sounds."

hey look it's passed midnight.

Won't do me no good, washing in the river, can't no preacher man save my soul.

Things I was a fan of today:

-Databases. I figured, in order to be a semi-decent reference librarian I should at least practice with some of the databases, that way I can use them in the future. So I've started going through them. There are some kickass music ones, by the way. Totally stoked. Today was music and automotive, tomorrow is literature.

-New locker. As I'm there 40 hours I went from sharing a locker with an aide, to having my own locker, to now sharing it with a different aide. But this time it's decorated. And farther toward the corner than right away at the door. And it has garfield stickers on it. She's going to bring magnets. I'm excited. You know it's been a weirdass day when you're excited about magnets.

-Sherlock on DVD. Duuude. Loving the British series for the new young Sherlock. Carter slept on my stomach while we watched the pilot. I'd seen parts of it before at Oldest Sister's but actually saw the whole thing just now. Had to pause it so I could post then start the next one. Carter is patiently waiting for me to put down the laptop so he can go back to sleep. Okay, so not much patiently, more like glaring. But I'm getting there.

-Don't have to work tomorrow until 6 and it's at my home library. Which means, sleeping in, running errands, etc. But in a lazy fashion.

Things I was not a fan of today:

-School Zones. Kicked my butt this morning. But I'll sort all that out tomorrow. Yeah. That kind of made the day so weirdass. Hence the being excited about things like magnets and databases. Not that they're not cool in their own way, but today they were super cool.

-Blaring alarms. In a way, it's good to know that the security system is back up and fully functional, it is, however, rather annoying when you get the blaring emergency message telling patrons to leave the library and then they log off their internet session so when you tell them it's only a test you get the glares of doom.

-Lack of pop. Dude. Need to go shopping tomorrow. I can live without food, I cannot live without Diet Dr. Pepper.

-Lack of milk. I hate milk. I can't drink it, it grosses me out. Don't ask, I can't explain it. But I need milk to make these potato things. And this cake batter stuff. And I hate that because I'll buy it and use it once in these things and then it'll just sit there and get ever grosser.

-Aw crap, I gotta post that paper. I have it planned out, I just have to type the thing and post it. But I can do that tomorrow. It's not due until midnight anyway.


Alright. Songs that start with the letter B.

Why is it, that there are no B Batteries? Did you ever notice that? Yes, I've heard what's his name spout about it in comedy form, he is rather amusing with his theory about glass houses, but it makes me wonder. You get triple a's and lots of c's even d's but no b's. Hmmm.

Sorry. B Music. That I haven't already recommended and that you've probably never heard before. Okay. Here we go.

"Barton Hollow" The Civil Wars

yes he looks like johnny. you get used to it.
listen to this one. seriously. it lives and breathes old school. though for some reason it reminds me of the underground railroad. i blame that on a similar song we sang in high school. anyway, it's awesome and i love it. so simple yet so powerful. i'm sorry. all this music databasing - yes i'm making it a verb - is bringing out my choir nerd tendencies. yes, i was one of those. which you either already knew or could have guessed by now. mandatory choir and traveling select choirs and musicals and all that.


"Bedroom Eyes" Dum Dum Girls

does it weird anyone else out that it's just the one of them that doesn't sing. and the rest do? i mean, she could fake it at least. bizarreness.