Monday, March 12, 2012

Science Projects


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.



If you can find anything else even remotely related, grab it too.  I found the title to the left  to be a perfect fit.


And there you go!  Another kid well on his or her way to a life of janitorial service.











Meanwhile, At The Renaissance Fair

Monday, March 05, 2012

Where Was I?

I had pneumonia last week and darned if I remember much about the whole experience.  I'm told that's a good thing.  I do remember getting a shot of antibiotics in the butt.  You just can't blank that out.

But enough of my woes.  Let's see what's going on in the world, shall we?

I've had a bit of a mid-life crisis lately.  Mostly involving my body.  Yep, time to brush up on my nutritional skills.  And I figured a little exercise wouldn't hurt.  And I mean a little exercise.  Fibromyalgia makes exercise a bit of a challenge.

But I am not entirely downhearted.  Dancersize is a possibility in the far future.  Debbie Drake could be my salvation.  She is a ray of sunshine and optimism from beyond the grave.

And one-two-three-four cha-cha-cha.

wtf photos videos -  I'm Not Lovin' ThisMy latest experience at McDonalds has only strengthened my resolve to eat more nutritiously.


After being stared at by Ronald McDonald, I will never set foot in McDonalds again. 

Go through the drive-through, maybe.  That way I have a chance of running him down.






funny pictures - The Grand Poobas of the Brotherhood of the Noodle are ready to have the new pledges brought before them.


I had to make a brief trip to Iowa a few weeks ago.  This left my cat to her own devices. 



I suspect shenanigans were afoot.  From her current behavior, I can only assume the worst:  She has joined a kitty-cult.

I knew I shouldn't have left that catnip laying around

advice animals memes  - Crazy Cow, Kill Anyone
Still, it was nice to see Iowa at -1 degrees.  Nothing like home.


















Meanwhile, at the 'ol Biblioteca

funny pictures history - Pushy Librarians

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