It's like the spam of chicken.

I'm exhausted.

So instead of doing the homework that's due Saturday I'm going to bed early.

Which I shouldn't but I need to.

Today was good. Periodicals in the morning then off-desk time to work on that paperback buy stuff. Finally sorted through all the titles and series, now just have to come up with the ISBN numbers - thank you Amazon copy and paste - which will take a few more hours I'm sure. Much longer than I remember from last year, but then again last year I think I had like 6 kids go, not 9. And none on a mission to make the longest list like I'm pretty sure 2 did this year.

Though 2 of my oldest have decided that next year they're just going to write down everything as a going away present.

Thanks for that. Feelin' the love.

Anyway, so I did that in the morning and of course carried them around with me all day thinking I could do more whilst on the desk but didn't happen cause we were swamped.

By the way, I'm typing this entire thing in an British accent because Lie to Me is on the background and it's that weird quirk that I have, you know, when I hear an accent and immediately talk back in it.

Makes work really interesting. Always have to pause, literally, so that I can remember my actual dialect and not offend someone.

But it was either British or Minnesotan - which is even worse and lasts longer, ask either member of Amber Squared. After watching New In Town the entire night and it wouldn't stop, they thought it was hilarious - because the boyfriend and I just watched Fargo.


Cult classic, we laughed. Scale of Awesome says 6/10.

Enjoyed all the "ya's" but totally cringed at the wood chipper.

That was gross.

Apparently we're on some sort of Frances McDormand kick.

slash Bruce Willis one.

So it was madness when we watched Moonrise Kingdom as they're both in it.

He gave me the 25th anniversary collection of Die Hard on blu-ray for my birthday. First four movies plus hours of bonus features. Best boyfriend ever.

Anyway, so that was this morning, and then tonight, but in the middle of all that I went to lunch with BossLady. Got some rice bowls and chatted about the joys of high school and relationships and all that.

We give each other a lot of crap, it's highly entertaining.

And tomorrow I'm grabbing supper with Slim Shady after work - totally stoked. I know you're all jealous. She's still wicked awesome, now she's just wicked awesome elsewhere since that she ditched us for greener pastures.

Well, geographically desirable greener pastures that is.

But Superwoman already made me pinky promise that I wouldn't ditch the library for a boy so when we get married I'm commuting.

And that was today.

Here's your music and some extras then the fiction.

Nearly Witches - Panic! at the Disco


nice moves brendon. dude needs a wireless mic.


50 State Stereotypes in 2 Minutes - this is hysterical


i can see seasonal depression from here.

56,000 square miles of dull.

at least we're not north dakota.


aaannd here's more.


don't ask.


Alright, onto In girum imus nocte et consumimur igni - Part Two

She’s pulling up to the red light when I get there. I open the door to the dirty black mustang and get in. I put the briefcase on my lap but keep the gun in my right hand. She smiles at me through her long blonde hair and takes off when the light turns green. We ride in silence. She drops me off three blocks from the station and I walk the rest.

I move my gun to the small of my back, pressed between me and my belt then tuck it under my jacket. I enter through the back of the police station and go up the stairs where I’m approached by two men in uniform. They look at each other confused, obviously not expecting company after midnight. One of them reaches for his glock when a gray-haired officer steps around the corner.

“He’s with me,” Detective Noffke says, and gestures for me to follow him. The uniform puts his gun back in his holster and lets me pass by. Noffke walks through the dark hallways to his office in the back.

I close the door behind me as he sits down behind his desk. I look around at his nonexistent filing system. He’s a dirty cop in more ways than one. There are papers scattered everywhere and no other furniture besides his desk and chair. The white walls are covered in newspaper clippings and judging by the amount of dust covering his blinds they probably haven’t been opened for the fifteen years he’s had this office. To my right are stacks of cardboard boxes with victims’ names written in black marker. His open homicide cases seem to be piling up. But that’s why I’m being paid to be here. Because of one case in particular. Delay its investigation by killing the lead detective. I put the briefcase on his desk and spin it toward him so he can see the money.

“That’s half of what I asked for,” he says, looking up at me.

“They’ll give me the other half after I kill you,” I say, pulling the gun out from my back and shooting him twice in the chest. I close the briefcase and turn to walk out. The uniforms heard the shots and are quickly approaching, guns at the ready. They’re quick but I’m quicker, shooting them both, one shot each, between the eyes. They both drop instantly. I step over them and keep walking without looking back. End of phase three.

I said I wasn't gonna lose my head, but then POP goes my heart!

So I have a theory, I'm calling it "Dewey's Law" that states no matter when you put library items on hold, they will all come in at the same time.

Even if the holds were placed months apart, they will still all come in at the same time.

See, this sabotages people who put holds on multiple things - TV series, movies, books - cause you can't watch/read them at the same time. Which makes that whole 3 weeks thing suck cause they're on hold, meaning that most likely other have them on hold so you can't renew them.

I only bring this up today cause in came Looper, The Odd Life of Timothy Green, Paranorman and Get a Clue - aka The Westing Game in movie format (though officially the movie is called The Westing Game so why we have it cataloged under Get a Clue I'll never know).

Anyway, all of this was after I had already checked out Fargo earlier today.

Then realized that I already had People Like Us and Men in Black 3 at home so I'm trying to prioritize them by what my boyfriend might actually want to watch and what he'll never be caught dead watching.

Because for those that he wouldn't be caught dead watching I can watch while he's not around - you know, just fly through them. Them being People Like Us, Get a Clue, The Odd Life of Timothy Green and probably Paranorman leaving him with he options of Men in Black 3, Looper and Fargo which I watched once upon a time - I think I was like 8, which is not a good age to watch that movie but I didn't really pay attention to it anyway.

I was too busy with my legos.

This is what happens when your sister has her boyfriend over and she gets put in charge of you.

They watch a movie and you play with legos.

But I liked legos so that was okay.

All I remember is that it has Frances McDormand in it and she's some sort of cop.

I've been seeing a lot of her lately, Promised Land, Almost Famous, just checked out Moonrise Kingdom to a patron, still debating if I want to put that one on hold.

But holding off cause of course, it would come in at the same time as 5 others.

And all of these right after I get hooked on the show Lie To Me, meaning I'm putting them all off anyway.

I know, woe is me. I had a good day, compared to everyone else at work today.

It was a sad day at the library today. Our library director's husband died and half the staff was at the funeral.

Taken far too early, but she's tough. She has to be to put up with a rowdy crew like us.

So I find I have absolutely nothing to complain about cause really nothing compares to that.

Aside from the holds thing.

Which doesn't really count cause I actually like when holds come in cause then I can actually watch them and not wait in line anymore.

Do you ever have the thought that no matter how bad your day is - and I'm not talking about mine today, cause mine was good - but just no matter how bad your day is someone somewhere is suffering so much more? And you're lucky to just be having the problems that you're having cause things could be so much worse?

I used to think that all the time when I worked at the home branch. We were right next to a hospital so we heard sirens daily.

It just gets in your head.

I'm sorry, morbid, think fast, watch this. It is happy and amusing.

Pop Goes My Heart - PoP!


Name that movie.

Think 0:56 is my favorite part, though it all screams 80's awesomeness.

Speaking of laws and the home branch, I also had this theory about the Law of Averages that some day all of the items on a single cart were going to be shelved on the shelf right at eye level.

No bending over to get to the bottom shelf, everything was gonna be right in front of me.

Cause with the Law of Averages everything it happens eventually.

But, much to my chagrin, never happened.

Oh well, like I said, small potatoes compared to everything else in life.

And since I really have nothing else to talk about other than to ask your opinion on two separate matters - diversity in libraries and Valentine's Day, I did mention they were separate, right? - I'll attempt to stop rambling soon.

Diversity in Libraries - the only real assignment I have this week, aside from discussion posts to which I will respond after I post this, is to come up with a poster session proposal about some aspect of diversity in libraries. Any ideas as to what specific aspect or topic I should focus on?

You're smart.

And the majority of you either work in or visit a library, knowing the people who do read this blog anyway, so you must have ideas or opinions.

Thoughts?

Then comes Valentine's Day. What do I get the boyfriend?

Last year I got him a Star Wars mug with chocolate, and he got me flowers. And we made dinner together cause neither of us can cook - or so he claims, even though he's the one with history in the food service industry and made the entire meal last year - but now what do we do to top that this year?

So those are my questions for you. Feel free to answer however.

I will leave you with this, turn on some Lie to Me and crash.

Goin Down The Road - The Wailin' Jennys

tribute concert to Bruce Cockburn, give it a chance, they're worth your time.