Le Diary LL

I Hate the Way I Sneeze

Well–I’m still sick. Mouth-breathing, sore-nose-blowing sick. And from what I hear from past victims, this cold should last another week. Let’s just say that other than watching the extended version of Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers, Thanksgiving was a complete bust. The worst part is trying to get to sleep when your sinuses feel denser than lead, or that fruitcake you receive every Christmas, the one that manages to warp the gravitational field of … Read the rest

Reading is Dope!

Yesterday I broke down and paid six bucks to see a matinee of Alien. The first time I saw this movie was during the height of my tanned-disco-goddess days (okay; I looked like a hooker, but hey–everyone looked like that in 1979) and the chest-bursting scene still freaks me out (maybe that’s why I never had children). What’s notably missing from the re-release is the tagline used in the original promo: “In space, no one can hear your … Read the rest

Faking It

Are you a teensy-bit interested in trying another career for a month? TLC‘s Faking It is looking for adventuresome librarians to try another career for one month. Interested? E-mail me!

John Belushi, What Hath You Wrought? Dept: This weekend I managed to watch Animal House: Double Secret Probation Edition and School of Rock. I’m struck by the enourmous impact John Belushi has had on comedy. Though Jack Black is truly an original comic actor, much of … Read the rest

Vacation from Hell

Well, I’m back; why am I late? It’s because my husband and I suffered a big-time automobile accident the third day into our vacation. I’m not going to get into the details, but let’s just say we survived the accident. Too bad our Honda Accord didn’t. What it did do, however, is save our lives–for that I am very grateful.… Read the rest

LC Hell

Today is day three of library inventory, an experience that ranks right up there with multiple root canals or sitting through a Celine Dion concert. It’s a lovely experience of matching up the catalog list of call numbers versus what exists on the shelves. After about an hour, you can count on your mind devolving into semi-organic mulch (“semi-organic”–isn’t that akin to the phrase “a little pregnant”?) What is particularly torturous is reading the LC call numbers themselves: yes, … Read the rest