Every year around this time of year there's a type of March Madness I'll bet you never knew anything about. Science Project Season at the 'ol biblioteca. What does this mean to you? Nothing. Unless you have a kid who needs to do a science project that he has known about for six weeks but is due tomorrow.
And there's the rub. There are an infinite number of kids and, apparently, an infinite need for science projects. Libraries, sadly, do not have an infinite number of books.
And a book is always required. Not some up-to-date article from one of our many electronic resources. Not an e-reference book. A book-book. Printed. With a binding. The kind we ran out of about four weeks ago.
This is where a librarian's quick thinking comes into play. At this point, the kid's gonna fail anyway, so we might as well help him or her go out with a bang! In other words, if you're gonna screw up, do it big.
So, with a twinkle in my eye and a song in my heart, I quickly run to the back and paw through the book donations. This is the best place to get out-dated, racist, and sexist books about just about any topic under the sun. Especially, it seems, accounting.
Look for anything even remotely resembling a scientific topic. Fall back on anthropology if you have to. Just, for the love of peanut butter, grab something.

And there you go! Another kid well on his or her way to a life of janitorial service.
Meanwhile, At The Renaissance Fair