I've said it before, but danah boyd says it so much better: sometimes, the photos and tweets are Too Much.


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Notable Quotes

The ping of an email or chirrup of a text message promises instant communication without the intimacy of a handwritten letter.


I'm in love with a big, blue frog

Glasses? check
6' 3"? check
Rhythm? check
PhD? check
Best of all: he loves me!

So of course I had to buy this for my father:

(don't know the song? for shame!)

(And, ST, you can't possibly top this for an earworm)


What kind of fool am I?

(which could also be read as "when I go on vacation, I really go on vacation")

Tonight Thing One and I were dining and it started to rain - neither of us had brought an umbrella (he'd left his at home; I'd left mine in the hotel). So we asked the waitress for the whereabouts of the nearest store.

As we walked there, I thought I saw the store ahead. Thing One said, "no, that's not it" and shot me a very strange look. As we got closer, I realized it was a library: stacks, computers, etc. all in plain view of the street.

You'd think that, as a librarian, I'd recognize one a little quicker than I did tonight.


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Beyond Lazy

One of the things I've been thinking about (or working on, depending on your point of view) is who I am. Some definitions are easy: daughter, sister, catMommy, school librarian, colleague, etc.. But what do those mean? And - more important - how do those on the other side of the relationship see me?

Recently one of my oldest friends needed help with her mother's house. When I was in school, we'd spent several Saturdays getting the house ready for spring or winter (putting up storms or screens, taking care of the gutters, etc.). Since the house is about two hours from where I live now, of course I volunteered to come do what I could. We haven't spent much time together since she graduated (a year ahead of me) but we do occasionally e-mail or leave Facebook messages. What would this reunion be like?

It felt like we'd seen each other just yesterday. In a way, that's good, right? But in a way it's bad. Am I the same person I was "back then"? Is she? The ease of conversation made me question all that. Let's suppose either of us has changed - did we then regress to our teenaged selves, or had the other changed in a parallel fashion, or were the changes not as great as we'd expected or hoped? I found myself reacting to her in the same way I'd done decades ago and wonder if she found the same on her side.

The same holds true for another reunion, this one with someone I hadn't seen in even longer, but with whose life I'd kept up (thanks to our parents close friendship). Again, it was easy talking to her. Was it a "best behavior" meeting? Or was this who we really were?

There are other friends I have that have changed - one of whom has changed in some not-quite-subtle ways that make me not want to spend time with her. Perhaps spending more time with my "recently regained" friends would lead to the same feeling on one or the other sides.

Years ago I worked for an executive recruiting firm. Two of the tools they used to identify and help clients were the Birkman and the Myers-Briggs. While the former is a little too complicated to explain, the latter boils down to 16 behavior types. Turns out, depending on the day, I'm an INTJ or and ENTJ. Neither are the soft, warm fuzzy types. Do these friends sense the lack of warm fuzzies? Do they care? Or are they comfortable with that because they aren't warm-fuzzy either?

The same questions arise when I go to conferences - my friends, my colleagues see me in one arena and have certain thoughts and expectations of what I will be like. Am I really that person, or is that just the Conference Me?

All things to ponder as I spend this summer at conferences and catching up with my lazy life...


Notes from Mt. Bookpile

Another banner quarter with 66 books read - at this pace, I should hit over 200 books this year (a personal record!). All reviews are over on Lazygal Reads.

Milk: A Pictoral History of Harvey Milk; Dustin Lance Black
Leaving Glorytown; Eduardo Calcines
Duchess of Death; Richard Hack
A Round-Heeled Woman; Jane Juska
Hold On to Your Dreams; Tim Lawrence
In Hanuman's Hands; Cheeni Rao
alibaba; Liu Shiying

Children's/Young Adult
Chains; Laurie Halse Anderson
Murder at Midnight; Avi
What I Saw and How I Lied; Judy Blundell
Beige; Cecil Castellucci
Catching Fire; Suzanne Collins
Tombstone Tea; Joanne Dahme
Candle Man; Glenn Dakin
Metamorphosis: Junior Year; Betsy Franco
Secrets of Truth and Beauty; Megan Frazer
Inkdeath; Cornelia Funke
Angel in Vegas; Norma Howe
Back Home; Julia Keller
Sahwira; Caroline Marsden
Exposure; Mal Peet
Jimmy's Stars; Mary Ann Rodman
Immortal; Gillian Shields
Horrid Henry; Francesca Simon
How to Say Goodbye in Robot; Natalie Standiford
Emma-Jean Lazarus Fell in Love; Lauren Tarshis
Food, Girls and Other Things I Can't Have; Allen Zadoff

The Children's Book; A.S. Byatt
The Winter Vault; Anne Michaels
The Moviegoer; Walker Percy
Goldengrove; Francine Prose
The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society; Mary Ann Schaffer and Annie Barrows
The Story of Edgar Sawtelle; David Wrobleski

ghostgirl:Homecoming; Tonya Hurley

The Kill Call; Stephen Booth
Sworn to Silence; Linda Castillo
To Kill or Cure; Susanna Gregory
Midnight Fugue; Reginald Hill
The Blood Doctor; Barbara Vine

Totally Awesome Money Book for Kids, Revised and Updated Edition; Arthur Bochner
Other Powers; Barbara Goldsmith
Eco-Barons; Edward Humes
Three Cups of Tea (Young Readers Edition); Greg Mortenson
I Used to Know That; Caroline Taggart

Science Fiction/Fantasy
City of Ashes and City of Bones; Cassandra Clare

Books left on Mt. Bookpile: 326
Books added: 53
Net gain/loss: -13 (yay!)