One of the fabulous benefits of working at the library was my introduction to the comic strip Unshelved. The humor centers around life in a public library and librarian stereotypes. I don't need to do any research, reading this comic strip makes me certain I would fit right into the library scene. Yesterday's strip is a great example (see picture above). I actually brought books with me to Georgia, but I did not get around to reading them, which is very out of character for me. I had a book in my soccer bag last night (I had an evening indoor soccer game) and when we were all sitting around after the game I pulled it out and opened to my bookmark. . . .and then this little voice in my head said "Stop! Don't read the book now! Put it away. . . .socialize!" And so reluctantly I put my book back into my bag and joined the conversation around me. I do have a stack of books I want to read building on my nightstand though. I think tonight may be the glorious night I get to read some of them!!! (M. Scott Peck's autobiography, A nonfiction about what happens in our brains when we dream, The Last Lecture, A nonfiction about life in a hospital, and a few editions of The Week Magazine). I think I have some red wine left too. . . :)
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
If I Managed. . . . .
One of the fabulous benefits of working at the library was my introduction to the comic strip Unshelved. The humor centers around life in a public library and librarian stereotypes. I don't need to do any research, reading this comic strip makes me certain I would fit right into the library scene. Yesterday's strip is a great example (see picture above). I actually brought books with me to Georgia, but I did not get around to reading them, which is very out of character for me. I had a book in my soccer bag last night (I had an evening indoor soccer game) and when we were all sitting around after the game I pulled it out and opened to my bookmark. . . .and then this little voice in my head said "Stop! Don't read the book now! Put it away. . . .socialize!" And so reluctantly I put my book back into my bag and joined the conversation around me. I do have a stack of books I want to read building on my nightstand though. I think tonight may be the glorious night I get to read some of them!!! (M. Scott Peck's autobiography, A nonfiction about what happens in our brains when we dream, The Last Lecture, A nonfiction about life in a hospital, and a few editions of The Week Magazine). I think I have some red wine left too. . . :)
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I ran into a book this week!
ReplyDeleteI am not a book person per say.
I read plenty of magazines, the local newspaper, How-To Books and often spend idle time surfing the computers wealth of information and opinions. BUT, like I said this week was different. About midweek L.E.G. (your sister) came breezing in around noon with a friend from school. I was busy cleaning something. She was home from morning class and headed to the pool. I barely get a Hi or Hello most days so to my surprise came the invite... "Mom, want to go to the pool with us?" First let me say that I haven't been to our homeowner’s pool in probably 4-5 years. "We'll swim a few laps, tread some water, you know, exercise, then take turns reading aloud a few chapters from our language arts class book," L.E.G. added with a smile waving a book with a cactus on it.
It was hot; I was sick of cleaning and well, if I said no would she NOT think about inviting me again?
"We'll be at the pool if you decide to join us!"
Then she was out the door, no reply required. I was still digesting the whole choice and staring at the closed door. Then I heard your brother’s voice from the computer room... "Go-o-o-o! You may have fun."
I ran upstairs, dug my bathing suit out of the hamper with all the vacation laundry, grabbed a towel, sun block, sunglasses and made my trek to the pool. I felt like I was in high school again. So I'm sure I had a silly smile on my face when I arrived. L.E.G. did also; she seemed genuinely surprised and happy to see me. Well, we swam; treaded water and I read a chapter aloud from her book. (The Tortilla Curtain, by T.C. Boyle) Then we each went our separate ways as usual. But the book haunted me. The impingement was terminal and I stole her book to read Thursday night while your brother practiced soccer. I hoisted it again while waiting for your dad in the Dentist office on Friday. Then I totally succumbed to its lure Friday night and finally finished it Saturday morning. Books for me are addictive once I fall prey. So I must ration my exposure. Though I enjoyed the escape it left me dreamy remembering the story and anxious the next day thinking of all the chores left undone.
Therefore, bookstores and libraries are too dangerous for me to casually enjoy. But, Read-On! Books are knowledge and knowledge is freedom. :-)
Can we call her LEG forever and always! That sounds like a really good time. I'm glad you went!
ReplyDeletewhy yes! I think L.E.G. is her blog call sign :-) But that would make your brother A.A.G. (how Monty Python and the Holy Grail... "...the castle of a-a-a-a-a-g...")
ReplyDeleteI sw the swimming pictures on her profile the other day! They were fabulous!
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